And She Lived...

The earth stood still,

Whilst I shattered away.

Was it just me,

Or did you feel it too?

Named an outlaw, a modern woman,

Whose husband was taken away.

I never wore bangles nor vermilion,

Was that the reason too?

A blot, a disgrace, a widow,

I felt myself wither away. 

Should my right to live, 

Be abandoned too?

Getting on my two feet,

I felt the pain melt away.

Carving my niche, an identity,

Was it a crime too?

I stood tall and strong,

Battling all the demons away.

Living for myself finally,

Was it much to ask too?