Grandeur…the Queen of
My ragged dreams;
Imprisoned inside a fort,
Dragged into the ditch,
Mighty worms creeping all over me,
Swallowing my sense and sensuousness,
Fiercely digging my very form;
Sheepishly crawling over my body,
My mind, my womanhood;
Awhile! untouched are those feelings;
Of hatred, for the one who,
Fortified the majestic fort,
So magnanimously to make me
The sole prisoner for the time yet to come…
-Rekha@shivam
