Sunday, August 11, 2013

An old woman

She is rude remarking bad words
They say, but when she fell
She gets help from anyone nearby
For all know what makes her to behave
Rudely with everyone around.

She is alone lost her man ten years  back
Left her son abroad,she doesn't remember when,
For he visits attimes and remain for weeks two or three
And she lives her life alone talking to her own flowers
Or lives in her own past good memories.

She has learned how to deal with fox
In her own prime life when she was alone.
How to keep her safe from the night eyes
Who wander for the thirst of their desires.
She has learned how to be alone with no regrets.

Her life made her strong and attimes heartless
For her struggle being alone made her to behave so.
Gazing at the stars in dawn she said all her sorrow
So is the life of many old woman who have to live
Their life keeping their agony with themselves.


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