After nine months of deep nap
I, the fetus! Touched the ground
The bewildered spirit cried with uncertainty.
Blissful love incarnated as a gentle woman.
Touched and took control over my bewildered spirit,
Made me feel secure and comfort.
The transition of every phase of life,
Welcomed me in a bitter way.
But I took control over it in a unique way.
Struggled to establish justice all the time...
My success is rare, but left with wounds which caused all over my body and spirit...
At a point, I feel like knowing my purpose in this world!
Tried many ways to accomplish it!
But constantly failed!
Trapped and cuffed by myself by listening to immature words of men.
Experienced great pain whenever I try to escape that vain.