Those red sandals
When I stepped into those red sandals
A current I could not handle
There was some movement, Oh! I was shivering
As my second skin someone tearing
My eyes frighten
No one to hold me tighten
That touch was crawling
My silence was howling
The pain left, my happiness theft
For him, I was mere a jest
Haunt my night
Doesn't let me take my flight
His inhuman quench
Put me in trench
Was he satisfied
The louder I cried
My soul in pain
A blast in my vien
Justice! A word once ere
It's presence didn't felt here
Proud king to a mercy father
I wish death to face rather
His heart pumped out
Hearing abysmal me about
No hope for life
My refused was hand in beehive
Poisonous fang I survived
But dear ones deprived
I was full of laughter
My wish's master
A moment came, an animal untamed
The life I loved, no longer remained
Clothes stained
I was blamed
I was made ashamed
A hand held mine
Beautiful it was a sign
He took my charge
My sorrow's watch
He hide me inside
Accepted with pride
Called beloved of his
Made me Mrs from Miss
Trust he gained
Put contempt in wend
Proud to be his
Who made me Mrs from Miss
Written By Parul Bhateja
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