VARSHA SARAN
MY MUSE
My muse
Never let me free!
Free from all my slavery,
Slavery from all chaos
My
All struggling spirits are
Against the double standards
Sex discrimination
All false laws
That are wandering here n there
For justice n hearings
When Divine made me beautiful,
mentally strong
But emotionally weak and tender
I am not free from the continuous
layers of shells or coverings of social disorder against women
That are strong enough to snatch
all my freedom
Whether I have wings of liberty or
not
To azure in the sky of
possibilities
Let me first try to stand
And break all these myths
And then try to fly !!
Varsha Saran @ copyright
12/11/16
SCAR
I was crying alone!!
Because this
Scar on my face
Is not only a physical cut
But a cut on my soul
It makes me remind
The bitter memories
The continuous pain , I have to
face daily
Whenever I wash my face
Or apply make up on it
I can easily hide it
With the layers of make up
This is the cleverness of human
beings
But look at this beautiful moon!
It has to shine , with its black
scar
Moon is happy but not me
I feel it has a divine virtue to
forget the past!
But I can't forget!!
How can I!!
I don't have any divinity to
forgive
A fire of guilty
Continuous burning in my soul
that why I loved you!!
and spent my precious moments of
life with a lunatics !!
A crazy lover !
Who gave me this scar
On my face !
On my soul!
Varsha Saran@ copyright
COFFEE
I was holding a cup of coffee
And thinking about you
Every hot sip
Was striking something
Some electrical shocks!
Something that is lost
Something that is untrusted
No matter how much i love you!
But you still wandering
Here and there for another body
Not soul
Every thing is material for you
Fumes of my disturbing thoughts
Will take a form of dark black
cloud
And will drench me
With its acidic rain
That will only give me
Screatches....
Intolerable pain..
Unstoppable tears...
Ugly blisters...
That always remind me
Your love
That was never LOVE
Never!!!!
@ copyright
08/04/16
VARSHA SARAN
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