I don’t advocate for myself
In the face of someone else
Nor can backbite someone in his absence,
I only intend to get myself cleansed.
Though, I smoulder and nauseate hot flame blazes inside me,
Yet there’s a passion,
That I suppress by self-control,
Those who plan mischief against me,
I shall clean their faces with soot and shall show them the mirror.
Being a girl
I sustained every moment a fresh wound,
Their words fell like stones on my heart
It is hard to bear their burden,
But I didn’t let loose the sturdy rope of trust
In my own being
Those who desire
To throw me in the mud-market,
Shall have to meet disgrace,
A gem is a gem though it mixes into dust,
Water acts on iron but gold catches no rust!
© Surbhi Anand
Painting, Woman Abstract Painting by Patrycja Lewicka
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