Rapunzel

Imagine her on top of a tower
Confined and cabined
Deafening silence
And a block of sky on her faded wall

How she would crave for a voice so dear
How she would look out for a little warmth of a hug
On a night so cold..

Imagine her
Secluded, ignored and abandoned
Only to grow more beautiful in
mind and soul
Only to grow oblivious to all that has built walls in her thoughts
Only to liberate herself into words of truth and love.
Only to chisel herself out
Like how the Pygmalion did..

Till then Rapunzel, be!