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You have slashed away my wings
I used to be a free bird that sings.
I came down crashing to the ground
My life changed soon in a bound.
There was no more freedom
Yet, I made the ground my kingdom
I brought my own sunshine
I thought my life was again mine.
Your pleasure was not satisfied yet
The more you got, the more you wanted to get
So they tore my body apart
Ruthless men had no heart!
A thing of beauty is joy forever
Beauty is only for respect and savour
People thought so once upon a time
Now every woman is a victim of crime.
Today I am left with only a face
Shame to mankind that lacks grace!
I am the modern woman with a mask
Every woman wears it, if you ask!
Written for Magpie Tales: mag 280
freedom.....an old word...to be got in time...
ReplyDeleteEvery human dons a mask.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem with perfect rhyme.
'I brought my own sunshine' is a beautiful image.
ReplyDeleteSomething Shakespearian about this ....
ReplyDelete@Sandra
ReplyDeleteYup. And there is never absolute freedom.
@Kalpana Solsi
Thank you.
@Gemma Wiseman
Oh, thanks. Heard this quote? - "Wherever you go, bring your own sunshine."
@Kutaman
I'm not sure I understood your comment completely.
a face for self and a face for world that's the need of this fake world
ReplyDeleteAshamed
@Cifar Shayar
ReplyDeleteYes.