An Ode To The Lady
An Ode To The Lady1 min 13.1K 1 min 13.1K
She caught my eye
Impeccable as one could have ever seen.
Amidst the chaos such serenity
Her smile so flawless could have ever been.
Very still the moment stood,
Awestruck by admiration
Quenched my desire as much as I could.
A lady like any other, is she?
Or an exquisite kind maybe.
Growing up facing a million odds
Fighting the challenges
Of men who called themselves Gods.
A warrior could she be?
Carrying the weight of expectations,
From the day, she would start crawling on her knees.
Locked away in the secret chambers,
Her love dreams and desires.
Sacrificing the tears in her eyes
For other’s happiness
She holds the keys.
The spokes in the wheels keep turning
From dusk to the rise,
Broken yet she smiles
Wounded yet she fights
Heavy yet she flies the skies
Dreaming of Paradise.
I feel like a silhouette with no substance
Or a shadow fading in the distance.
Imagining what could she really be?
A flowing river maybe,
Flowing through thick and thin
Falling providing, finally
Sacrificing into the sea.
A miracle she is,
Holding us all together.
If not the universe would have demised
For she is the gravity in disguise