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…