A Slice of My Life

I desire to have a slice of my life
A chunky piece of me, for me alone,
Free from any iniquity or strife.

A piece creamy, exquisite and elite
To which I dedicate every heartbeat.

I’m not just a mother or a housewife
For them, who believe have a right to own
I desire to have a slice of my life.

The portion that tastes surreal and sweet
After arduous times, a wholesome treat.

It cannot be cut by a selfish knife
It’s magnificence, I praise and intone
Free from any iniquity or strife.

I can shape it better in hours discreet
May not be perfect but makes me complete.

To add delectable toppings, I strive
Decorate it with sweat, for me alone
I desire to have a slice of my life.

It doesn’t burn or melt in envious heat
God’s precious gift to me, which none can beat.

One, which will never leave me in a trice
Becomes my identity, carved in stone
Free from any iniquity or strife.

       I aim for the rainbow and soar the sky,
       Sometimes like a seagull that stays airborne
       I desire to have a slice of my life,
       Free from any iniquity or strife.
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Srividya Subramanian

Srividya Subramanian is a teacher of English Language and Literature in a reputed school in Chennai. She has been in the field of teaching for the past 14 years and has completed a certificate course in creative writing as well, which is her passion.

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