Invisible Yokes

In silent corners where shadows lie,

Her heart bears wounds that no one spies,

Each whispered word, a dagger’s sting,

A silent war that sorrow brings.

Her smile, a mask, her eyes a veil,

A story told in whispers frail,

For every tear and silent scream,

Is woven into a broken dream.

In gardens where her hopes once bloomed,

Now only echoes, faint and doomed,

Her spirit bowed by unseen chains,

A silent storm, relentless rains.

Yet deep within, a ember glows,

A strength unknown, though quiet flows,

She gathers fragments, piece by piece,

In search of solace, in search of peace.

No words can bind her spirit true,

No shadows mask the strength she grew,

For she is more than hurt and lies,

A phoenix in the darkened skies.

To all who suffer, know this light,

Within your heart, a warrior’s might,

You are not alone in this,

Together we can forge a bliss.

Raise your voice, let truth be known,

No longer silent, no longer alone,

For every tear and silent plea,

Deserves a world where hearts are free.

In unity, we’ll break the chain,

Dissolve the shadows, end the pain,

For every woman, strong and free,

Deserves a life of dignity.

So let us stand, in light and love,

A beacon shining from above,

Together, we’ll create a space,

Where every heart can find its place.