Villathi!

The madman judges the enigma too effortlessly,
Ah! such an ignorant and self centered prick.
Yet she is honest, brutal and straight as the forging steel,
with a pendant on her heart that stops us from making a steal.
Secrets and million wavering thoughts find their way to her heart
and the pendant hides the shadow of the path! A godly purpose doing its part.

The scar in her head is a sign of the wound
she got from the previous births she had took.
Hit and beat up with insensitive judgement and vile
blow of the men who sent her into an infinite exile.
Another burden of doubts and reasons were swooned
to massacre this poor girl and her hold on the ground was shook.

Still dazed and unsure about her place on this earth,
she belittled the beauty of her purpose and birth.
Again the madman would blame her and tease
till the reasons flow into her heart as a soothing release.
She is scared now, and she is trembling with fear
but she gracefully tones the clumsy tremble to a dance.
The devil is doubtful and the evil doesn’t long to hear
the glorious songs of victory that romance her trance.
Yes, she is bad! And yes, she is good.
Yes, she is someone who is seldom understood.
No, she isn’t bad! And no, she isn’t good.
No! She is nothing but a wonder that this heaven never understood.

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Don’t Vanish

An iridescent charm to carry her by,
she thinks aloud and her hearts never cry.
Not many secrets outlived her cage,
her blissful joy never shed it’s rage.
Useless tantrums to show her sense,
made her younger still and sprayed innocence.
Selling her pride to give birth to smiles
adorns her eternal soul and sorrow exiles.
Hundred reasons to vanish, she has
like seasons she comes back with all her jazz.
And everything else of her prudent self
teaches something more to love ourselves.