My courage is my weapon.
My self-confidence is my armour.
My honesty is my identity.
My morals are my strength.
My creativity is my beauty.
My ideas are my ornaments.
My spirituality is my energy source.
My truthfulness is my proud.
My dreams are my heartbeats.
My family is my oxygen.
But one can't be perfect so………..
My memory is my weakness.
My mood swings are my fetters.
Lastly most awaited one.
My words are nothing but my reflections
(Reflections of my revolutionary thoughts)