She looked at the sunset,as wind caressed her hair..
The burning flame,what was that,she wondered looking at it often..
Was it the bonfire of someone,who was watching over us,every moment?
Or it was the pyre that was lighted up,every moment,to free us from our pain?
The blue danced alongwith her hair,with a wish to embrace her..
She extended her arms towards the vast azure,to fly away,to a far away home..
The red cloth on her body,hugging her,as if an armour,
To keep her safe..
She smiled as rain drops became crystals and danced along her long hair..
She smiled,wondering,should I cut my hair short..
And wind drew closer to her and wishpered..
No matter what,you are the most beautiful person ever..
