Shatter the mental snares that claim your mind solemnly,
Break free from the cycle of repetition that endlessly subjects you to karmic toil,
Cleanse your aura of sin to bask in radiance as your soul shines purely,
You are an essence from beyond.

A woman who shatters glass ceilings with cognition and reason fights with fortitude,
She is a scholar in the works,
Armed with ink and post-its she readily crafts her voice,
Expelling knowledge as she ventures into uncharted feats,
Victorious is her journey as she lives the unspoken dreams her ancestors could only fathom,
A testament to their contributions she decolonizes the dominant narrative,
Her enrollment is a keepsake for their sacrifices,
Marvel at her composition for resourceful and informed is her prose.

Vanquish their speculations to oblivion at noontide's kiss,
Allow these subdued hues to muddle your vision as serenity cascades through the foyer,
You are safe to inhabit this space renounced,
Savor the taste of solitude as it dances upon such pursed lips;
Bliss be found within those who seek silence.

Stuck in a societal routine she hustles a monotonous 9-5,
Shuffling through days that melt into weeks,
Awaiting to escape arbitrary rituals - she seeks release.

Silently sobbing all through the night,
he dreamed of places far away,
Surplus land, abundant in love,
the reality, his aching heart evaded.

In fantasy, he found solace,
for his own world was distraught with pain,
monumental achievements demolished in an instant,
much as he cherished their hollow foundations.
But his adventure was lived short,
he had to face the wrath of fate,
vile in intent, perfect in shape,
a venomous spider had spun its web.

Trapped in the web of furious allegations,
his soul filled with deplorable discontent,
foul play was not his style,
but underestimated the transgressions of his fellow mates.

Nowhere left to reach now, he walked tirelessly,
along the direction of endless tunnel,
he kept on searching for a speck of light,
as the tunnel transformed into a spiral devoid of a center.

Coasting along the interstate the sun trickles down the horizon,
Bleeding into the land darkness casts its cloak on the land,
Moonlit fantasies decorate the skies as she shifts her gears to surge ahead,
Euphoria of the ride engulf her mind's eye - matching heaven's every stride,
An endless wanderer,
Lost in the journey's mayhem.

She harbors resilience as the
skies cast shadows on
adversities endured,
flourishing evermore
- she lives.

illusive incantations illustrate iridescent impermanence,
inspiring intellectual integrations past impartial intentions,
interdependent identities ingrained in innocence improve infrastructural spaces,
invite implausible involvement to instantly inform change.

Stranded among deserted dreams she folds her hands,
Prayers whisper in weakened ears as her punishment beams,
This reckoning will magnify throughout decades for her exile awaits,
A lonesome retreat for a somber song,
Broken soundtracks repeat reconciled tunes,
A sanctum of regret welcomes her remorse,
For deeds cannot be undone and the words spoken stung;
Ghastly hours await.