A spring in her step, <br />a sight of vim and pep, <br />nothing holds her back, <br />snubs a life on racks. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />She makes her own rules, <br />an enigma without clues. <br />She is limitless as the wind, <br />her flair for life is distinct. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />She hugs the open skies, <br />without wings, she flies. <br />Untamed like the wild, <br />all conventions defied. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Lives life on the edge, <br />a draft of primal sketch. <br />None can govern her, <br />taps to her own whirr. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Seeks happiness from within, <br />with her soul, she is akin. <br />Lives without regrets and sorrow, <br />what if there was no tomorrow….!<br /><br />Anupama Anpat<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/if-there-was-no-tomorrow-3/
