Sunday, 16 March 2014

Married Woman

You can change my clothes, but not my mind,
Put a veil on my face and yet my thoughts will shine bright.
The red color on my forehead can't stop me
From my journey beyond the sun.
It's just a mark of my oncoming adventure.
Those glass circles can not hold my wrists
They are just markers of colors in my life.
The silver anklet can not stop me,
They are the clarion for my movement ahead.
Don't assume I can be imprisoned
'Cause I am free in my mind.
Don't you see, the old order crumbles
And in this new world
My writings will make a place for me.