Glass And Flame

By Saarakshi Tiwari

She is the glass ,

Touch her and you bleed .

She is the flame ,

Step into it and you burn .

I am that women who burns ,

I am that women who is hurt .

Thought to care about her ,

Ever asked what she is going through .

At last under every smile ,

There is sorrow and anger .

She says it’s her fate ,

They say it’s her fate ,

You made it and depicted it as her fate ,

She just kept silent and now is the time when ,

Time when she explained them her pain ,

The agonized and angered laughed it out .

They applauded the patriarchy .

The truth is she made you ,

She made the world and now ,

The god is within her ,

If you expect her to fall and cry she won’t .

She won’t stop until she is steadfast.

Gospel is that when they say ,

I am afraid of her laughing at me ,

I will simply say I am afraid that they might kill me .

If you don’t give me ,

I will take it .

I am the glass and I am the flame .

Hurt me , kill me , make me fall ,

In the end you will be a skeleton of hatred ,

I the goddess of love and justice .

By Saarakshi Tiwari