Happy Women’s Day! Happy Women’s Day!
That’s what you hear! That’s what they say!
Women’s Day Gala! Women’s Day Party!
But there sits that woman within four walls…..
She feels miserable! She feels like a victim……
She grieve’s yet rejoices at her own funeral……
Funeral
I attended the funeral
It was attended only by one
The dead and the witness was all but one
There were tears from dry eyes
Dry tears that no one saw
The eyes appeared hollow
Hollow feelings couldn’t be shed
The wails of mourning were silent
The voiceless ones do not speak
Sikiladi
Nothing mattered!
The world! The people around!
The emotions went buried deep
The deeper they went, the lighter it felt
Leaving me unburdened
Sikiladi
I immersed myself in the ground
The ground was slippery
It swallowed me in
Leaving no time for any rituals
Rituals had anyway lost their meaning
For they belonged to the world
The same world, which He belonged to
He tainted my world with grief
The grief that he merrily gifted me
The grief that killed my soul
I am left with a mere body
Having cremated the remnants
Sikiladi
The body shall soon dissolve into the Earth
But
My soul is cremated and gone forever
No rebirth! No coming back!
I prayed to Almighty before I left
Yet
I live on in this world in matter form
The real me is dead and gone
Sikiladi
I thank him, who killed my soul
He taught me life’s biggest lesson
Trust not them on face value
They have ulterior motives
They deserve you not, not any bit
I am happy to be dead
I took along my miseries and joys
I left behind the comfort toys
For I felt deceit
I had succumbed to his ploys
Sikiladi
Rest in peace knowing well that you killed me
You killed my entire being in a swish
You brought to fruition your wish
From a distance that was cold
In the heat of emotions I froze
I attended the funeral of my soul
Joyfully joyless.
Painfully painless.
Thoughtfully thoughtless.
Sikiladi