Out Of Self Prison

She was screaming in pain like thunder pounding out in fear as lightning hinder Looking out of the window towards the sky And started dancing in few seconds with joy Such is the Joy and such is the rejoice Now she is far from being weathered Her personality and character gelled together She took the flight on hope's feather With pride the lost dignity is gathered No more she is a disgraceful soul now! She gained maturity without being old, how? Beauty and sex appeal together, Wow? She is out from the self-prison like a dove.....