Aura of a Woman
I’m a woman, far forsaken
In the hour-glass of tiresome life
Reveries chase me here and there
In the steep, bent cycling path
I’m an awful woman of fate
Who wants to conquer mysteries
Love kindles my passion of life
And rescues me from withering off
Love stops curdling blood in veins
And my heart chants unheard rhymes
Blocking clots in veins, often-
Hinder smooth flow of life
Thoughts drift to strange horizons
But none can ever stop my journey
I must show up to untold mysteries
Lest I will be condemned to slumber
Yes, I’m a woman mercurial
And volatile like a glistening dew-
That beholds a universal truth-
The synonym of total acceptance
Have to re-wind the tormented life-
And re-mold it in fire of resistance
I’m a gazer of popping stars,
Singing nocturnes for them to sleep
I’m a woman, not episodic-
And odd as folks believe
I’m destined to an inspiring life
Over and over fleeting centuries.
Copyright © Sangeetha Sj | Year Posted 2020
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