#WritcoPoemPrompt28
She floats like a dream,
Before she sinks under,
Carrying in her folds,
The mysticism full of thunder.

Her silence sings she did beseeched,
Before her cries were set apart,
Her eyes carries the ocean of pain,
Of injustice done and is now her life's part.

She hides herself,
Away from the crowd,
There's nothing left to face,
The culprits are out, happy and proud.

Tongue devoid of words,
Ears full of societal taunts,
What she shouldn't...