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“…imperfections…”

If you can look…
Look closely…
At my imperfections…!
If you hold my hands…
You’ll know how brittle I am.
If you ask me to dance…
You’ll know how much I love to fly.
If you look past the kohl…
You’ll know a sea of broken dreams.
If you touch my heart…
You’ll know how weak I am.
If you thrust my lips…
You’ll experience the fire inside me.
If you browse through the pages of my diary…
You’ll know how difficult it is to be righteous.
If you question my honor…
You’ll see the woman inside me.
If you ridicule my affection…
You’ll watch me move heavens for you.
If you inquire of a sacrifice…
You’ll see me walk away right this minute.
If you ask me for a favor…
You’ll know of my compassion.
If you put me under stress…
You’ll see how I shine before dawn.
If you pour toxins in my life…
You’ll observe my perseverance.
If you trap me in your lies…
You’ll see faith in my eyes.
If you try to cheat on me…
You’ll see me wait for you over dinner.
If you give me an anklet…
You’ll witness the melody of a thousand angels.
If you give me yellow roses…
You’ll know the blush of a bride.
If you tease my senses…
You’ll see how inexperience I’m in bed.
If you test my love…
You’ll awaken the Juliet inside me.
If you question my persistence…
You’ll find the 21 letters, never posted.
If you wonder of my patience…
You’ll spot me standing right here years down the line.
If you take me in your life…
You’ll walk into Paradise.

…HEAL…

Some twenty years ago…
My mom screamed her head off…
When she saw me scribbling on the kitchen wall…
I was forbidden to write…
On the walls that is…
Words…
Ah! Sweet Words…!
They have always been my refuge…
My saving grace…
My sanctuary…
Through all my struggles…
I’ve poured out my agony…
When I had to purge my sorrow…
Words came to my rescue…!
People often ridiculed me…
A Writer in a White Lab Coat…!
They used to say…
Question me…
How can scientists ever…
Describe the depths of loneliness…!
Little did they know…
No one could ever…
express it better than a Desert Princess…
Caught between being a daughter and a girl…!
I stuck to my soul…
I knew it was my true calling…
Often the pain along the way…
Was too deep to tell…
…and the sadness…
…and anger…
Bottled up all inside…
None to paint a picture of fear and regret…
That’s when a bound…
Spiral…
Collection of blank pages…
Saved me from the tallest tower in the castle…!
In a world where…
People are caught in trivial matters…
To help my grieve…
My words were here again…!
…to celebrate my victories…
…to hug my ache…
…to hold me when I’m cold…
…to dance with me in the rain…
My words have seen it all…!
All the sweet memories…
Those keep haunting me…
With the steady rhythm of my heart…
My words continue to tease your senses…
And long after…
I’ve left this temporary world…
My words will continue…
…to remind you of my love…
…my hatred…
…my dreams…!
Mom says, in our society…
Girls do not win the Pulitzer Prize
But that has never stopped me before…
So, listen you all…
Am not giving up my dream just yet…
I still believe…
I have what it takes…
To make people go…
…awww…
And
…ahhhh…!
Ill be the persisting wall of words…
Never letting go…
I don’t care what you say…
I just know one thing…
Somewhere in these words…
Hides my essence…
My fountain of youth…
Have to keep drinking it…
Have to keep putting it…
…on paper…
To heal myself…!!!