Poetry

Achiever of Ends.

In so green saree
She walks ahead of
many who dared
to stop her to reach out top.

Nah, she didn’t jump,
but passed by them.
Held her wrist to pull back,
to decree a substantial growth.

Achiever,  she wasn’t yet
only free from the glaring
that mattered to her waist
so smooth skin she got there.

Those who stayed behind her
realise the beauty she carried
under the wrinkles
of ageless freedom and stand alone.

Over the shoulder undressed
power she still posses
her turn with the smile
and eyes of foundless-ness
A finish comes to an End.

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2 thoughts on “Achiever of Ends.

  1. Sarcastic_Ravan says:

    “Achiever, she wasn’t yet
    only free from the glaring
    that mattered to her waist
    so smooth skin she got there.”

    oh man!! I’ve been so naive to poetry and it’s standard but you just did pour your emotions and that dilemma in this part, still I’m in the imagination of it.
    and that that last part
    “her turn with the smile
    and eyes of foundless-ness”
    Just Amazing.

    Liked by 1 person

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