You tried to choreograph my life
Cajoled me to dance to your fancies rife
While in every step you tried best
To see me mutely obey at your behest
With my happiness buried, dreams shattered
But I have made it impossible to render me battered
For my soul is fortified by scars of plenty whip-lashes
You try to burn, like the phoenix I rise from the ashes
With propriety I know now to shield my dignity
And fight alone with grit, on life's stage every malignity!
17th December 2016
For Laura Loo's Contest
Quote prompt -II
Copyright © Anulaxmi Nayak | Year Posted 2016
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