And So She Grows Old
she bends
to the breeze
allows it to twist her bones
shape her arms
to shade and protect
as she tries hard
to lean towards the sun
to draw upon its warmth
and light
where to now
that she is bent
and has swayed
every which way the wind
has blown
rooted in hardened ground
she stands
weathered and stoic
no one asks if it matters
to her or
if she hurts
© Neetu Malik
Some of Neetu’s Books
-
Enveloped in twilight mist
they are known only to him -
Until I can fly . . . as the sun goes down
and waves come closer
with the rising tide -
life spills . . .
forming red rivulets in sand
in the vast desert
man’s fury against man
reasons I do not understand -
spring has come
and gone
summer breeze nudges
dense foliage to dance -
they said to remember crawdads
asked me to listen for their song
when my heart was heavy
and my sorrow dark
Discover more from A Slice of Orange
Subscribe to get the latest posts sent to your email.
Featured Books
THE LAST GOODNIGHT
With another body turning up, one woman is hot on the trail of a killer . . .
More info →
WINTER WISHES: A REGENCY HOLIDAY ROMANCE ANTHOLOGY
Stories that will sweep you away . . .
More info → 
