Woman

 

Foreign ,
Rounding her own mind
Cussing at situation
Which doesn't give her the space

How can she survive ?
While all continue to suppress
The strongest, is the last
But still, she was a woman

Tears is her weakness
All can be seen
From her eyes fragile
Blue, as blue as the evening sky

At heart she leaned
Holds many secrets
Even she can keep it until death

Don't ever anyone asks
How deep the heart of a woman
In her heart is an ocean
Which could bring anyone sailing
Find a miracle that never unexpected