She has kept her sentiments as the prisoner of her tenebrous emulations,

She sacrificed her intermittent Blood, sweat and tears to trudge towards her walk of life.

She kept persistent and unremitting for nine months, to hold me in her arms,

She strenuously harboured the beckoning burden of desperation, yet she never quit.

She sculpted an unscathed haven; A sanctuary embellished with her limerance.

She impersonated a spurious smile to ensheathe the river of her fragile emotions.

Despite her heart illuminated by the flames of ardour, wreathed by shards of diamonds,

She embraced me in her arms which scintillated the symphonies of empathy,

Amending the esplanade of my future to the ameliorated direction.

Her love; As candid as the nebulous snowflakes...