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The hidden child cried from inside "It's the blue one that I caught" While the world outside screamed "How could she,that's not what she should" What is it that I should What is it that I should not Shouldn't the sun rise in the west and set in the east I waved at the sky to send me what was mine But even the wind seemed dancing to the rhythm of the stereotypes It did not listen to her cries Nor did it consider those tears Her wishes derailed Her joys crushed Her efforts ignored But yet no one could stop her eyes from looking at Her kite in His hand that was blue

What is love? The first sight you get of the things when your dream ends The smile on your mother's face Your sister's scoldings Your niece's laughter The sky that is enjoying it's liberty The sun that rises like a queen spreading it's magical beams The first sip of your morning tea Or Is it just the bond The bond between A man and a woman The lion and the lioness The tiger and the tigress The fox and the vixen Or Is it the bond between A mother and her child A grandmother and her grandchild A bee and a flower The sun and the moon The sky and the stars It is a secret It is magic It is experienced by all But unknown to many It's a dream to some It's the reality for some It makes a few weak It makes a few strong It is mysterious That makes one curious Love is Simple yet Difficult.

She never knew who she was Until she met another Different yet similar Bold yet coy She was worthy of being worshipped She was worthy of being loved She was worthy of being trusted She was worthy of being listened What was her moto What was her call Was she the Divine's Or was she the Divine

Time has always been kind Tried to carry us along But the soul has always been so stubborn Trying to keep us apart It was us that had loved It was us that had slept It was us that drank sorrow It was us that drowned in pain It was us that chose the prison It was us that stood there lip sealed It was us that waited for a miracle It was us that believed in the other And yet blamed the time

She woke up every morning Woke up with a dream A dream so beautiful A dream filled with love A dream filled with life A dream filled with laughter But yet a life filled with agony Where pain was her master Tears were her pal

She knew who she was Yet unknown She uttered what she wanted to Yet half swallowed Caught in the tangles of life Yet bold and bright She was the sunshine  In the garden of mist Shinning and sparkling At its best Accepted by some Though known to many Just like the mother   Giving birth to her child Her will was strong Her heart was happy Her head held high Her eyes heavy Free as the bird Her wings were strong Her head was high But never did she think she could fly And she did