Nostalgic Files
Nostalgic Files
Once in a while
In every little smile
There was sadness, aiming so high
Who made me caged? Asked her mind
Is it the society or the books that were never kind!
She yelled..sobbed and died
Neither the devil nor her ties accompanied her in her file
She remained a voice waiting for her right
Did she murder her life by keeping mum under the sky?
Did she prove a bitter truth in the botanicals of lie?
She lived in the patriarchy's womb!!
With signs of blood and wound
Her makeup is her chains holding her from sides
Her attire is beneath the veil
This side of the story is blending the hypocritic controversy of million lives!
Who must be heard in the silent files
Indeed let the aces be the pride!