The acid tainted her face,
looking at the mirror,
she smiled and walked away.

He was a prisoner for a mishap,
people called him a killer,
he smiled and sat down.

He/She,confused,
looked down with contempt,
they called her transgender,
she calmed herself and started typing.

They all,
with different names,
different color,
different place,
all with the same anxious eyes,content heart,
wrote on ‘Magic’.

Yes,it is.
Different words,different moods but all with love.
It’s magic!