Haunted

a poem by

Jayati

Her taste was only
Success
She failed no exam
Never
In school nor in college
Neither
Did she fail in courage
In and outdoors, at work or home.
However
Unfortunate she became
She
Was left on the road to spin
Like a top
From the swing of a rope
Failing to the masculine whip losing grip
On her life.
Their was a single choice to live again
Separation.
By divorce did she fail or win? Question
Haunting her mind.