I’m the icon of solitude,
Free bird without any cage,
You’ve tried to lock me up,
But sadly, your try got failed!
I’m a storm, that arises few often ,
Even dry ashes and solid rocks attach together,
In fear that the storm would uproot and wash all the old odds,
The monsters in me laugh in my eyes,
Don’t ever dare to dream of me, as I banish your nights and become your nightmare,
In a moment I may kill myself,
but in the next minute, I’ll rise to give birth of a child..
Motherhood lies in every woman..
Neither you knew, nor you’ve seen her,
What you saw, a corpse in a brothel,
and enjoy with her with all your lust!!