The Shriek

The Shriek

Who the hell are you to ask me what am I wearing?
Who are you to check out my necklace and my earring?
Under which right you are staring at me like this,
A ferocious lion is hidden behind every Miss.

You are unaware of my power,
You think me frail like a flower,
You think you can do whatever you wish,
Sorry, but I wasn’t born to cook your dish.

You are suppressing through which you are born,
You are killing my innocence through these torns,
I am not your bound key bought to obey you,
I am not only strong but far capable than you.

You make me feel weak, fragile and frail,
Just remember the beginning of your tale,
Just remember who cooks for you,
Who saves you from your dad’s blows!

Because it’s only a woman through whom you come,
So next time don’t question why am I so dumb!!
-Alveera Hafeez
Ig-@unkahi.talks

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I just loved it… Commendable

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Loved it :heart:

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Awestruck

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Tnx

Tysm

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Thank you

:grin::heart::wink::slightly_smiling_face:

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Amazing…more power to you :+1::heart_eyes::slight_smile:

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Thank you once again

Very well penned…
I loved your composition…
Just keep writing :blue_heart::two_hearts::kissing_heart::heart_eyes::black_heart:

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Thank you… thank you so much​:heart::heart::heart::kissing_heart::heart::kissing_heart::kissing_heart: