TellShell

What I desire Is to find the path While I behold my faith. What I desire Is to travel back, decipher my conscience, decide on a new road of self-emergence. What I desire Is to satisfy my wanderlust,  By letting the history rest, While I bring out my best. What I desire Is to overcome my fears  By keeping pious thoughts, around everywhere  By knowing what I need to  By electing what I should do. While I redefine my life  with wanderlust in my eyes, I desire to unfurl the magic I hide, And show new dawn, a new life. Sushma

You took away my sunshine Snatched away what you believed was mine  Tried to lower my self-esteem Considerably destroyed my dream Made me feel less worthy Surpassed the limits of cruelty  In the name of support,  You annihilated my sanity. I remember how I wandered for hours, with my corrosive skin The drops of acid were on me  But I saw morality was eroding. I am no more a puppet on a string While my wounds heal and so do my soul Holding on to my morals, I stay strong. So that nobody can even dare to hijack my dignity.

 Oh! Her flawless body is now creased. But her charm has not yet diminished. Glad of the guard,she is still not tattered. Wrapped in her embrace was such a peace. Her affection was always a soothing fleece. On the nights of insecure shiver,  her reassuring touch had,solace delivered. Chucked in the chair or spread on the bed,  her glowing gestures had so much to enunciate. She played a crucial role in all the narrations. Fitting in as any costume was her art of adaptation.   She has that one of a kind of handwoven texture. My one and only "Yellow Comforter". Sushma