A Crystal in Fog.

No branch can hold the weight;
Of sorrow and gloom.
My heart, is the strongest thing I have ever seen,
It bears, wavers, comes back and fluctuates.
It is the deepest well of dark light:
It hides many treasures and lots of bright.
The whims of storm, and vampy looks of people
Have , made us both.
Someone is looking at me with a catish smile;
Something really bad, yet piercing my knowledge,
To get deep,  and deep and wise.
Be patient, it is not the end of your pain.
Be ready for the one , yet to come:
May be your heart will drain,
But the pain that comes and goes is so beautiful.
It makes my heart grow as firm rock.
I have gain much from this pain;
So, I'm ready come forth with your next level game.
You won't see me hiding,
You won't see me sliding:
I will face the reality, and win the race;
With the power of my fantasy.

Ayesha Aamir.
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