/A Poem on The Phenomenal Women

A Poem on The Phenomenal Women

When young she believed,
In fairy tales and pixie magic.
All things blissful,
The whole world charming.
Little did she know,
It was all unreal.
When she was older,
Every face she met had a grin so evil,
That her weary soul couldn’t make out.
She tried her best but all in vain
She knew her tale would stay unsaid.
And so, she locked her shattered heart in a casket,
And threw the key into the darkness of her soul 
That none will find, ever!

Arya A R, Batch 2024