Alone in the wild she wishes to be,
Where she could reach the skies and feel the sea,
For none could stop her from being free.
In search of a home she yearns to build,
Somewhere in the unknown, sunny or chilled,
For none could find her being mulled.
A world full of kindness and harmony was her gaze,
Mockery and prejudice set ablaze,
For none could solve her daring maze.
She picks herself wounded or broken,
To explore and wander though shaken,
For she has a temerity of a thinker which can’t be taken!
Ranjana…
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