The teachers who made me
look beautiful has to be
remembered with gratitude!
I learnt life lessons from them
on how to kill my feelings,
how to bury my hopes
without giving a damn for
my aspirations.
I bent and bent till the floor level
and stopped bending,
stood erect,
prepared a projected Balance sheet of my dreams and
missions in life.
I transformed into a butterfly
enjoying in the garden of
flowers.
The torrent of torture stopped
intruders not in the vicinity!
Now I can scan you
from my invincible look!
I can walk, run or fly
in the universe with a
pair of golden wings
on my shoulders!
(c)2016 B.S.SAROJA
13/09/2016
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