I feel triumphant at my primes ,
But anxiety conceals it sometimes .
I call them my minors and majors ,
But To society I’m an indecisive Teenager .
I created my fantasies sitting candidly ,
But the Adulthood broke it single-handedly .
The wedding band weighs so lightly ,
But The Marriage ordeal holds me tightly .
Your affection and care matters to me ,
But at times I wanna act as a free bee .
I am no longer afraid of the risky storms ,
Trust me, I’m going to be a rich man mom .
With watery eyes I’m lying on the death bed ,
Still Seeking permission to let them shed .
Huh! Demise is asking to let go of the grudges,
The tranquil hands of death now clutches .
Did I spend my life in complicated scenes ?
Trying to unravel muliebrity & its means .
Tangled , a term , I very adeptly killed ,
Unknotted the Womanhood & I’m thrilled.
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