Stripped off of pride
brandished kohl
eviscerated to the bone
battered soul
But despite being in such
moment of despair
she didn’t sway
and she marched forward
collecting fringes of the fray
For she was broken not marred
chained not defeated
and with hope as her lone weapon
and grit as her ammunition
she roared
and soared like a squall
for she had nothing left
to lose at all
Copyright © Shantanu Baruah
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True grit … thy name is Woman.
Absolutely. Thanks for your comment.
Amazing, as always.
Thank you so much Elle
POWERFUL!!!! 💛💛💛
Having hope… but not defeated…and Nothing to lose… Deadly combination 😎
Thank you for your comment.
I got the essence right – thanks for reading.
Hail unto🙌 ravishing raconteur.. With fine Sensibilities… 😉you are my favourite 💛
thank you for your kind gestures. 😇
You are welcome 🙂
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