Though always mindful of her ways
She lives her life like no other.
She finds herself in perplexing scenarios
Always in the midst of mindless chaos.
She loves to sip the wine of life
Paid with her beauty and her charm.
Sought after by so much power
Yet she chose the life of simplistic splendor.
She carries herself with ambiance like no other
Envied by many for her unquestionable beauty
Thousands of unwanted wolves await at the gate
But the one with the blue eyes, won the race.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem