Delicate bit of glass it is,
With all the shades of hues,
Defining themselves...
Yet nothing but cruelty solely,
Can shatter it
Into those pieces.
Comes then rushing through,
That shade of hue,
Defining itself as that venom,
Playing its role
Of conquering souls.
But...
Not all are conquered,
For they use the venom,
As the venom of itself
And reveal,
That tremendous form of energy...
-Ayushree