she

She is blank now
A void is there within her
A space that needs a constant change
And is afraid to be stagnant
Like it craves for rebirth in every minute of its existence
It gets crowded so soon and evacuated itself too fast
She changes with speed that of light
But keeping all the surrounding in its place
And human are too slow to recognise her moves
The vacancy called solitude rules her
The first and the last love of that girl
A sensitiveness flows in her veins
And whenever it gets used she shines up with inner light
At night telling jokes about griefs to herself she laughs
For they taught her the reason of her existence
And crying with all the happiness she got
She burns with fire for the another day of her existence in the world
For she is not living a whole life but counting single days
And she goes on,goes on and goes on