For her it was the desertment
She sounded in abondonment
She felt as if she was abased
and that her cowardness had raised
She was so abashed
her soul was thrashed
It appears as if her pain was intensifying
and deepening her aberacity
All around there were people ready to abet her
They could sunk her,threat her,wretch her and abject her
She knew it was tough to get their opinion change
and if she tried to do so,they considered her strange
She felt completely offended
But one defining day,Shining like a star in the sky high
She was desperate to make her's and the luck's tie
Today she wore herself,wooing above all
Made her mark,leaving the spark,took a dolphin jump,
Mintling like coins,heavening like an angel,deserving an unending applause
Blossoming like a rose
This was the time she adored herself
This was the time she found herself and today she sound herself!!
Really nice.. reminds me of all real life great women...
ReplyDeleteThanks babes.....:)
ReplyDeleteAfter reading this piece many times I am still unclear what is being conveyed here...not the problem with your writing but with my lousiness of understanding the poems.. :P
ReplyDeleteStill, what I get is the image of a lady fighting the world to be known in it. I hope so it is correct.
@S.L.......knees par itna stress kyon diya;P,he he, though u got it right..i dnt mind if u read it many more times.......i know u liked it so much that u have read it again n again........
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