Mistress of Ice......
Far from the maddening crowd;
She was one and lone
For d merrymakings are noisy and loud
But to which others r prone....
She is alike a clock in the wall;
Who is deaf and dumb like a doll
She is like d moon's intensity
Who is moved far away from arrogance and ferocity...
Mere happenings of the world are out of sight..
As she herself is the taboo to be "out of mind"
Her hopes are like thin "sleet of ice"
possibilty of broken by time's dice....
She is the embodiment of marble vault....
Who is bounded by doubts and fault..she is like an helpless damzel..
Who regards her supporters as angels..
but if u luk at her ,you will be moved,for
"IT IS YOU ,WHO ,WHEN ALONE BECOMES THIS "SHE" WHO IS NOT FREE.... "
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