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The Woman that she is

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With a broken heart and a broken soul,
Burns down to ashes, and emerges as whole.

Sparkles in the sun, gets washed in the rain,
She cries like a river, but isn’t defeated by the pain.

She might be called stubborn, selfish, a whore
She laughs it off, and it’s all washed ashore.

She swims with the tides and against it too
She is strong like a rock, delicate like the dew.

She falls down, but stands up every damn time
She knows very well, failure is not a crime.

She limps, she walks, and here she started to run.
She might lose the race, but the game she won.

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  1. Unknown1 October 2015 at 20:38

    Awesome stuff!

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  2. purnima1 October 2015 at 21:24

    Beautiful!

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  3. Shradha Shukla1 October 2015 at 22:15

    Very well expressed!

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  4. Shradha Shukla1 October 2015 at 22:15

    Very well expressed!

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  5. Shradha Shukla1 October 2015 at 22:15

    Very well expressed!

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  6. lalit1 October 2015 at 23:56

    Excellent.

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  7. Unknown3 October 2015 at 01:17

    Good one

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  8. Unknown3 October 2015 at 01:17

    Good one

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  9. Unknown3 October 2015 at 01:17

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  10. Unknown7 October 2015 at 14:47

    So true... Loved it absolutely.

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  11. Deepak23 October 2015 at 05:49

    Hi Shweta,
    The poem is heart touching about a women's grief. However, would love to read the other side of the women who is a an angle wife, a dedicated mother, a well managed housewife and a best friend :)

    I am sure you are capable to show these sides through your lines :)

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