#Freedom
A real home
( of a married woman)
So much I have changed
and nothing really fetched,
people mould me their way
I just sit and have no say.
With eyes full of dreams
and head filled with hope,
I had entered this new house
to be called my home.
This new home doesn't work
how much ever I try,
I miss a house to be called home
I want my roof, my dome.
So many years here
still just judged,
it all makes me question
every feel is undone.
If new phase is gloomy
why all go for it,
I would not marry my kids
they can sure have their bids.
Life is to be cherished
to be lived with love and laughter,
why can't all, " live and let live"
with no regrets at all, after.
