She

She is here

Wrapped in a silken gear

Lost in the whirlwind of created atmospheric fear

Standing with the promise to fulfil all expectations, far or near

With a forced smile

She looked at the bandwagon of strangers sitting in vile

She felt like she is on trial

Though others say that these strangers are here only to see her for a while

So…what do you do…O coy would be bride

She is expert in knitting, cooking and singing …interjected mother with a stride

Yes...it’s good, but we hope her behavior is domestically justified

Don’t worry, she is like an automated system …tested and tried

She is shocked

Does her worth is for unnecessary stock

She looked at the clock and again to the gathered flock

No…she has to get out of this proposed wedlock

Wait…let me ask a question….

Don’t I have some expectations?

Who gave you the right to judge me?

Inspecting my life to smudge me

I am the wind who lift alone

Won’t break or burn for you alone

My life, my rules, my passion infinite

Give me one chance – I want to fly like a free kite