The Tears

Her tears had the potential of lifting off the world... 

The tears did carry her through day and night...

She kept on enduring the grief jst like The Earth...

But now... The incandescence is lit up by the bright light...

The light guiding the path to what they believe is the liberty..  Stereotypes and the unjust nights, the reason for their wanted freedom...

The Shakti has now risen... The moment of justice might be here... 

We might just hear the sound of her grief and tears, their tears are now their very wanted obsession...

The rhapsodies of justice, freedom and strength might be near...

It will be how it was meant to be... However, I do wanna ask one question... 

Why do we discriminate women when even nature is herself called mother... ?