I look behind my life
To the footsteps of mine
On the edgy thorny roads
Bloodstains of my wounds .
I look at that long narrow road
Covered with terrors ,traumas
At every few steps waiting for me
And my spine chills with fright .
I look behind this mysterious
Inexplicable life of mine
On this eerie, infernal road
I treaded alone in full exposure
A deadly battle of sound and fury .
How did I cross it I still think in awe
How did a small, delicate , feeble girl
Turned into a strong ,iron woman
Though not in physique but in soul
The most vulnerable ,brittle heart
Now calm , composed , unaffected
Soars on the feathers of resilience .
I am looking now at the road ahead
Ornated with white clouds and bright sun
Leading me into a new path with a joyful welcome
I am still a pedestrian ,just walking along . .
– ©Glorry Shubhashree