She...

Her smile radiates warmth,
Her stride chimes the silent street,
Her eyes send the flowers to hide,
Her talk mesmerizes those who watch.
Definitely, she’s not one among the lot.

The wind gets kindled.
The clouds get a hurdle.
The sun is veiled.
The birds start to plead.
Aah!! She is a beauty indeed.

She always so silent, so does the savant.
She is a synonym to patience, well…that shows a Godly semblance.
She shies so sweetly, is she naughty?
She looks intent, but even steel can be bent.

To many, she’s a perfect babe,
But her thoughts and actions leaves the crowd agape.
To the needy, she’s hope
Being selfish is something she just can’t cope.
To the helpless, she’s an Angel
She shows them their future, like a ball of crystal.
To the world, she’s a maverick
All we have to do is just mimic…