She
She is what the world never knws ,
Her heart is what a man never heeds,
Her need is never a need of own,
Her hands are those always at reach,
Never ,never the world can ever teach
To value her for who she is.
Life for them is hers given,
Neither good nor bad could help her win.
Long lost to toxic world around ,
Lone she stands with all her might
Lone she dies without any right.
And true is that the world never knows,
For never she lived a life of pride,
Never her likes were really liked.
Lost she was to the world
But won was she over the world.
Glory glory to the she in you who conquers realms.
Copyright © Susmi Samad | Year Posted 2021
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