Her body a scaffold, the patriarch deemed Games of lust they played Her self-respect, exiguous seemed Lacerating they splayed Her aspirations, tenuous subdued Ignominy crusaded
Author: Ranjani Gangadharan
Ranjani Gangadharan is a homemaker from Coimbatore and a mother of a highly spirited 14-year-old. Writing is a passion to express her perceptions.
The Lone Tear
Just close your eyes and see All memories you have of me Relax and let the mind free I am still etched in thee Here