Tuesday, October 17, 2017

She Walks Tall Among the Wolves

Day-16 OctPoWriMo-2017 (Prompt-Losing your Fears and Tears )





She was trapped in her own shadows

The doors closed on her when she tried to open the windows

The stench surrounding that place was a hell of distress

The evenings traumatized her living days

She did everything in her power to break the shackles

How can she fight the demons sheltered in her homestead?

Their power harnessed in their eyes and hands

The power of  domination and muscled strengths

Years went by and there was no hope to fight the evil

The soul was dead and so was the power of resilience.

The gray shadows grew with changing seasons.


How long can one lay in that stained existence?

There must be something one is born to fight and sustain

One day she understood her worth

She was the universal truth

A powerful force born on this earth

She was  packed with endowed gifts

Patience, compassion, love, and faith were her companions

These were the weapons to fight the demons

And how she fought back!

A phoenix  was out of the ashes

She walked tall leaving her footprints

On the sands of time for the future generations.









6 comments:

  1. Wow! Thank you for this powerful poem of resilience, Sunita. This is one of many lines that spoke to me:
    "How long can one lay in that stained existence?" xoA

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    1. We all are born with an inner strength .Just need that push to get ignited. Thank you for your constant support, Annis :)

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  2. Bravo... That's the spirit... We all must learn to find strength from our weaknesses.

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