A Woman
She is no more a girl...
She is a woman... A woman,
Surfeited with passionate desires,
High aims, full of life.
She cannot be shattered by mere
words,
Not even if your letters are swords.
She has a weapon of her own,
A weapon, to harm none.
Love is what she delves for,
Her heart shrieks, ‘Don’t ignore!’
She cannot be guided,
It is not in her genes...
Her silence speaks,
If heard within.
--Ankita Dutta
