With that beautiful rainbow in my thoughtful eyes,

droplets of rain were uniting earth and sky,

An unexpected question with its cold breeze,

made my mind and soul completely freeze.

There are some hearts with grief at its core,

So the pain of my scratch, is this more?

Feelings of sympathy filled my heart,

when she spoke to me with her scarf unwrapped.

A shattered person was what i expected,

but her firm handshake conveyed, it was courage she selected.

She didn't fear the eyes staring at her,

because the acid burnt her skin, not her soul.

Her smile was the sunshine in her life,

the strength she wore made me feel alive.

She misses herself with every knock at her door,

so my pain of missing someone else, is this more?

A chaotic environment was what my camera captured,

but my eyes stopped at a dishevelled woman with her screams unheard.

Her face left expressions and mouth was gagged,

when her son came wrapped in the nation's flag.

She cried hard with tears of pride,

her salute to that sacrifice left my spirit untied.

With every heartbeat she died,seeing her son lying still on the floor,

so my pain of unsatiated desires, is this more?