The Estuary

By Janvi Pujara

Holding a tsunami of waves

She walked around with a smile on her face

People loved the way she talked

Holding upright although chalked

Filled with stones of insecurities and fear

Yet confident and clear.

Emerged as a happy babbling river

Moving down the mountain as she shiver

Took zillions of things on the way

Started to become deep and gray

Flowing in search of her destination

Searching for ocean; a wonderful creation

Someone who would consume all the doubt

Without giving her a tinge of workout

Beautiful would be the estuary

As sweet and red as strawberry!!

By Janvi Pujara