In the quiet of the night, she finds her strength,
A whispering soul, with stories to tell,
Rupi Kaur, a beacon of light,
In solitude, her words cast a spell.

From the ashes of her past, she rises,
With every scar, a tale of resilience,
Her pen, a sword, her heart, a shield,
In pain and joy, she finds her brilliance.

Through the darkest storms, she navigates,
A warrior of verses, with each line she heals,
Her poetry, a mirror to her soul,
In every stanza, her truth reveals.

She dances with the shadows, embraces the light,
In every fall, she learns to soar,
Rupi Kaur, a symphony of life,
Her journey, an endless lore.