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The story of a woman’s fight for freedom from oppression and the shackles of abuse in matrimony.
I fled; I ascended towards the light, I rose Higher and higher to flee the life I chose I spied a stairway, a bridge to freedom I latched onto it, I took a decision random.
For to me, it was a beacon in my stormy night Something that brought hope and liberty in sight I left behind the bleeding crimson of my days I clambered up, forgetting old paths and ways.
Chased by the demons of my granite past I climbed towards the aura, the beacon cast Tipping my head and breathing in a pledge To step by step ascend, sans past suffrage
Yes, finally I left behind my pain and sorrow Hopeful I snuck a look ahead at the morrow It beckoned to me arms outstretched at dawn I realized I had won, was no longer his pawn.
Author’s note – My poem is the story of a woman’s fight for freedom from oppression and the shackles of abuse in matrimony.
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Sonal is a multiple award winning blogger and writer and the founder of a women-centric manpower search firm - www.rianplacements.com. Her first book, a volume of poetry - Islands in the stream - is slated read more...
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