Her

By Ashwarya Tewari

“This is definitely not her.

She is no silence

but the whole idea of chaos,

made up of scars, thunderstorms and nothing gentle.

You won’t understand her right away

because she is more of spring in appearance

and autumn buried within.

She’s always desperate to speak

her heart out but cannot.

Let the words within her,stay.

It is fierce enough to destroy you

and break you into millions.

She is one of the rare ones,

an untold saga.”

By Ashwarya Tewari