Woman

She was so lost,

With a heart too soft.

If a friend would hurt she would cry out so loud.

And then this is her Dada scolding ,she breaks.

Do you know any girl like this?

If you know then tell her please,

That the kid is now grown,

Eating noodles on her own.

That life has taught her so much,

Now the heart shatters in every touch.

And this girl doesn't even make a sound,

She has become a woman so profound.

Can i appreciate every 'she' ,

By writing the post, including me.

Flying high, now I play with fire,

They say that the kitchen in me looks nicer.

When I burn my fingers I remember my mother,

The things she said to make me strong and better.

I am smeared with turmeric,

So pale, blue and meaningless

Smelling stale and colourless.

Night is no more of ghost,

Sleeping without home is a story untold.

Life teaches a woman so much of real,

But never expresses if also asked about her fears.

She is a storyteller, a book.

Journey of lost and found.

She has become a woman so profound.