Myself

                               
                          Existence of me within myself
                          
                            Feeling of me only in my heart
                           
                            No One's there except whispering of wind
                            
                             To me I'm little girl freely waddling in the shore
                            
                            For some days I want to start from beginning
                           
                             I want to fly behold the horizon of mountain
                            
                             I be with the feather like  blowing in sky
                             
                             To do the things which are prohibited

                             To feel the inner spiritual bondings


                             Can I be no more mother, wife ,daughter

                               Will there's space of my name

                               Why I've forgotten the chubby one

                               Wherever the dreams I entangled with?

                              For the earth it's fine to be full women

                             My friends and family show love in this

                              Devotion's there and expression's there

                              It's a feeling of touchy and commitments


                             But sometime I inclined to be me
                            
                             To feel the beats of pulse myself
                             
                             No happiness and sorrows to cover
                            
                            Vacant space to run with adjustment
                            
                           Only me to fulfil the rest and nothing
                          
                           Running here and there on my own.