THE WAR

The ocean of unseen tears
From her translucent eyes.
Her shaded face
Reflecting the dust of life.
The face embellished with
The heartstrings of pain.
The space between two eyebrows
As if the deep valley of mysteries.

Eyebrows darkened making her face antsier
The pressed lips speaking the untold story
The wrinkles becoming more and more tense
With the coming of an armed man.
She is marching as if a soldier is marching for his country
This is not the war between two countries but between two genders
Where equality is a myth.