‘SHE’ Journal

Ridita Efrat ।।

 

This world is not for her

This world is not for her!

Unfathomable Secrecy in her heart, she bore

The vanity of anger she wore

Spinning in her own Tyranny

Is there any cure?

Serenity of darkness or mist of dawn

Reviving her entity like her own

Illusionary route through the vanity fair

Keeping her aside, making her disappear

Fear of judgement clogged her behind the scene

All the query of society, Does they really mean?

An invisible yelled curtaining by numbness

Questioning her own existence, is she a mess?

Enduring the gloom, freezing her eyes

Searching for freedom, living in lies

An wilting rose confined in the bound

Split the calyx, no one was around.