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Resilience has a face

With skin so soft it might melt

Weathered by the years of life

With dark spots

Yet it shines with each smile

A face I’ve known

Since the beginning of time


Resilience has its own smell

It smells of flowers

And baths

Its hands are pink

Like its made of petals

It feels like petals

It smells of petals

Petals that never break


Resilience is too loud sometimes

It screams and shouts

For no reason or rhyme

But at all the wrong moments

And never in greed

When it is the moment

It just does as per its nature

It is resilient


Resilience has a day

It was yesterday.



Srishti Chaudhary

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