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
Her broken smiles, all stories screened
Servile charade
Women like a Phoenix
Rose from the ashes
Fearless facade, her power screamed
Endless her cascade
Boundless her fervour
Royally beamed
With zeal she displayed
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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.
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