Women- A Different Shade

Like a shining sun sometimes

Like ominous clouds sometimes

Rain sometimes with a question

If the answer is a yes, some enjoy yet some ponder

If no, they melt away with others to do something else

As if flood is coming

Sometimes somewhere

Life gives you back what you call as reality

They spill into an empty sky

When nothing is found to cling upon

As if, they have started sprouting the seeds of fear

And butterflies have forgotten how to soar

Yet some glimpse of those patches of clouds

And green beds of grass  

As if they started budding the leaves of fear

And they lack courage in their wings to flutter

They are women, who lost voice in the midst of crowd

And adjusted with the moving world to live and support

Human race with glitter and glamour.