THE FLAMBEAU....

She is not a mystery
or a crooked soul
she is a restless bird
free of abode....

she is an ocean
and a world herself
painted in colorful views
 a sky with many rainbows

She is Different
This is great about her
She think that this's not fair
She is never the way they like
But she never wants to hide it

They always stare at her
She isn't their type of girl
She is different but herself
She never feel any shame

she is open and shakes with many
she is natural who abhors penny
a cryptic frame with pure soul
she is not a fragment but whole

She loves her own way she attires
Never has anything to confess
she is butterfly housing on flowers
But when she returns to her so-called home
She feel even more alone

People always bench her
No one cares to know her
she is a tramp.., as they rap
But they never let her to say

she never demands
but disperse smiles
on every one who is nigh or far
she is sensible and selfless

Her black hair are donned with stars
she is the light that oust veils
Her sparky eyes hides her fear
But sometimes they too felt helpless and tear..

                                                                                                                  (Edited by Majid Marazi)