She walked by the sea
Tranquil it was,
The water so cold
Touched her feet in joy,
The wet sand tickled her feet
Causing a smile on her face;
A smile so bright
That even the sun
Lowered its gaze in shame.
And so it went away
Far far away.
She kept walking
As the water waves
Slowly caressed her.
The sky all blue
Turned its color
To a beautiful shade
Which yet couldn't compete
With her complexion
The breeze touched
Her cheeks slowly
And kissed her gently
As it floated away.
She kept smiling
As wide as she could
Making the nature
Fall in love with her
The trees were elated
By the sight of her locks
Dancing to the rhythm
Of the blowing wind.
But nothing seemed
To catch her attention
For she was enjoying
The proud moment of
Her victory.
She walked like
A warrior
Who just fought
The toughest of battles
And conquered the world.
She indeed was a warrior
Who conquered
Not the world
But her dreams
Fighting against her fears
That kept her
Enclosed within
The bubble others
Had created for her.
Now that she knows
What she is worth
She has set off
To a new journey
With pride, confidence
And a powerful smile
That no one can
Ever put off.
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A Warrior By the Sea
PoetryWhen we see the word warrior we often imagine the picture of a warrior on his horse with his blooded weapons celebrating his victory. Is that all what warrior means? Can only he be called a warrior who fights a war? The answer for me is a plain no...
