Splendid citadels she tried to build
Worked 24×7 in the brick-kiln
Forgetting that her arched back ached
a deep foundation was drilled
Laid brick by brick with utmost care
The sun glared to its brightest
The moon sheltered behind the clouds
But on her face not a frown was there
It fell time and again
Still there was no giving up
More determined she was
But all she got was pain
Every time her fort of dreams
Crumbled in front of her eyes
She was now tired
Addressing the nature’s whims
Her abilities were mocked
And in ruins was the trust
She tried to restart
But all ways were blocked
She wanted to make a loud scream
Alas! she did that in the past
To which Nature ‘ve always been deaf
The fort was always only her dream
She no more had tears
But silence is all she had
Sometimes it’s better to let go of
Things we cling to for years
For some, no effort matter
Coz some know only to clatter
Painful it is to yield
But wise to realize
That on wobbly ground
Citadel cannot be built
