Door

She greeted everyone through the door, but she stayed indoor.

She was edged by the walls of society, but whenever the door unlocked she roused herself with anxiety. 

She wanted to expand her spheres, 

But was suppressed by the limitations.

To the world, she was a widow who can't possess choices and restricted herself to the kitchen shelves.

But deep down inside she cursed herself for such a crushed life and wanted to stab herself with a knife.

Then suddenly a stubborn voice diverted all her sense, and she barely gathered all her drained courage.

Again she stepped and smilingly opened the door, and once again started cleaning the floor.