Poems by
Hima Bindu


a poem by Hima Bindu

Hurt I was by the scorn of the society
Woeful and afflicted I was by their antipathy
Grieved I was by everyone’s grim attitude

It was when I was thus,
that the change came upon me
I was guided by patience

Patience was solemn and yet merry
She was graceful and imposing
She steered me towards happiness
She showered me with bliss

Blessed with substantial success
I owe my thanks to her timely support

Now, after I am content and settled
I look back filled with gratitude
‘Indebted to her’