Untold Desire

On the way of nurturing desires

I have become a puppet to satiate others

No one aspires to bear burden and stress

As I have become the reservoir of other's demands.

Storm comes, the violent wind blows, and the lightning sparks

To placate their wrath and flaunt their supreme powers

I can never empower my strength for objection

As my freedom has been forcefully withdrawn.

Even my small wishes are perpetually trampled 

Being a woman I silently digest my grief and get befuddled 

All impose their wish and exploit my simplicity 

I only gather ample torture and adversity.

But still, I strive hard to bloom smile on lips despite all fears

As nature hugs me, kisses me, and wipes my tiny tears.