Raised at home,
with so much love,
partied all night,
but I was still my parent's pride,

With maturity and right age as it came,
now adding someone's name,
to the plate and identity,
of my world and its sanity,

Was being called his wife and his companion,
to participate in every kind of happiness,
the neighbourhood was so proud of our story,
they idolised us with an unsaid glory,

But they were far from the truth,
that took place behind our closed door,
where I had no voice and no opinion,
I was not at all his one true companion,

He was full of ego and narcissism,
that he never let anyone doubt his system,
everything was well planned in advance,
as he manipulated my evidences and any other second chance,

Had no courage left in the essence of my body,
banging my truth against his lies like he was somebody,
to rule my heart, mind, soul, and existence,
never giving in or paying attention,
to my pleas, cries, weeps, and rants,
he considered me only a body with no vehemence,
to live a life of beauty in this marriage,
not to think of ever what would be my next sacrifice,

Then came days when my own voice,
started to shimmer and light,
I knew something was changing in me,
then came the news of that one pregnancy,

I tried to hide it from the monster in disguise,
who would only doubt my fetus in hindsight,
when I never walked outside his house,
still found myself to be blamed for cheating my spouse,

But the child growing in my belly,
gave me some courage and whispered not to be afraid,
planting my mischief silently,
I became the predator instead of his victim,

Soon enough I earned my voice,
recording everything that happened to me away from public's eyes,
with adequate masterpieces of his devil face,
I called up the lawyer and my parents to plan my calculated escape,

Within seconds I was rushed back home,
once again where I got the love,
to revive my intelligence and my individuality,
to give a name to my courageous personality,
to become the strength of every 21st century woman out there,
to put that harmful man behind bars no less than a notorious criminal,

I became the voice of million women and victims,
even if I had no intention of it to begin with,
but if that is what it takes to be a spirit of nature,
I won't back out now...
as pride, honour, motherhood, and womanhood are together the package of my ethnicity and culture.
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