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Precarious Tightrope of The Silenced Souls

by: Winstrive


Time elapsed like candles melting;

Darkness devours the light.

Quell paints seclusion,

Thou art home, why affright?


The world stares back; 'Tis perilous abyss,

Doth absolute silence settle as thy true noise?

Thy jaded body shall rest,

Thy exhausted eyes shalt close.


Hitherto, thou art still deciphered low as zero.

Meted out by identity— thy womanhood.

They art folly, they art ne wise

Although, dearest, I discern thy eminence,


World shalt not shut thy cries.

Erelong thy vocals shalt be heard;

As more fully set forth herein anew.

I seek for wretchedness of thy mind ‘n limbs.


All the roles thou play; Multifarious thou art,

Thy manner is proper, thou art industrious.

Why then, they mistreat thou awfully?

Why then, they look down thou as a non-entity?



O Juana! Might I share how endearing thou art

Thine eyes speak— beg for thine appetency:

Block out those bootless brabbling,

Aroint thee! Aroint thee!


Tears, doom, pain only thyself well know,

The anguish gives birth to catharsis.

Amend the crude detriment

Reticent ye art— surmount it.


From eve to eve, thou art beset;

They madden, nettle, thus destroy thou.

But, my dear, ne fear, don’t fret

I am here to tell you, there’s no rigor, thou art ne unblest.


Much dulcet, sheer grit

The heartfelt sight of hard work evident.

Intrepid character, earnest spirit.

Taking care of others; thou art benevolent.


O dear Juana, thou shan’t stand alone;

Thy words shan’t be drowned a whole.

Thou canst raise and holler, use thy voice at dawn;

We lend thou our ears; Thou utterance is found.


Ode to the mothers,

Ode to the wives,

Ode to the maidens,

Ode to Juana Cares:


‘Tis time O sweet dearest,

Tell them what ‘tis like to be a woman.

Thou shan’t remain stifled amidst of utter woe,

Thou shan’t be silenced anymore.


Thou art a person, ne a marionette

Cut the strings, thou shan’t be controlled,

Thou wilt be happy, let loose as you wish;

Live a life that thy heart longed for— pure bliss.


A caregiver, homemaker— whatever it may be,

Whatever doth thou, ‘tis remarkably worthy.

The essence of thy presence, thy glimpse of beauty,

‘Tis thou who is multifaceted.


Thou look beauteous, serene, and sublime;

O Juana! Much truly divine!

With thy care and hands of willingness,

Forsooth, many will seek thy assiduous presence!


Giveth us tender hands of protection

Brave! Indeed, hast pure internal beauty.

Remarkably worthy,

A woman of all fairness thou art!


Thou art beyond the reach of menace,

For we will safeguard thou with every last breath.

Much radiance thou daily emit,

Thy mesmerizing aura to pave the world utter bliss.


Thou spread much joyous! Contagious!

We shan’t leave thou drowning.

And, to wit, I will be here to defend

Thou evermore; until time’s sure end.



 

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