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Why do I need a vile to hide my face when my emotions are not my own nobody have any idea about them no can trace because they're never ever shown for years I've suffering these blindfolded visuals I can't figure the importance of my looks and beauty locked behind the doors of tradition and rituals in the name of good moral character and duty still I wear that vile everyday and my voice is also limited to whispers only now that vile is whole world to me because I have learned to live it lonely
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Apr 21, 2015
Apr 21, 2015 at 8:12 AM UTC
the veil
Why do I need a vile to hide my face when my emotions are not my own nobody have any idea about them no can trace because they're never ever shown for years I've suffering these blindfolded visuals I can't figure the importance of my looks and beauty locked behind the doors of tradition and rituals in the name of good moral character and duty still I wear that vile everyday and my voice is also limited to whispers only now that vile is whole world to me because I have learned to live it lonely
lekhram-meena
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Apr 21, 2015
Apr 21, 2015 at 8:12 AM UTC
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