Words make our lives and when let to flow in the verses they bring out those emotions and stories left unsaid and unnoticed. Her existence, beautiful as she is, yet tormented more by life. It’s her story, the lady in me whose voice seeks to reach out. Her suffering, her pain, her courage, her gain, she who chose not to be defeated and proved that our choices make who we are. It’s her, who is the cradle of life and can also be the fire that burns all into ashes. The creation called “Woman" a mystery in the eyes of the stunned beholder.