There, she rested, quiet and cold;
Deranged, defeated, no more a rich color of gold.
She fought the wind, met her end with a heart so brave,
The strength that most men wish for, from cradle to grave.
PS - All of my work on this blog will hereby be signed as ‘Ayushi’. I have bid adieu to my alias - 'Serendipity'. Writing no more happens to me by accident, it comes from within, its a natural flow now.