In the midst of worldly inflictions,
I want to get lost in my imagination.
Within seconds I want to forget
The world in which I exist,
A world which is preoccupied
In victim blaming;
A world which denigrates
The status of a woman
And fails to calibrate cases,
Where they are being brutally assaulted and raped.
In midst of double-standards,
I devote myself to peace
Which is non-hierarchical.
I am willing to renounce this hypocritical world,
Which never questions when the time is appropriate
It feels better to be lost in my world
Which channelizes my faith in love,
I am submitting myself to my imagination.
Let the woman inside me
Fight against this humiliating world,
Which has inspired me to trust no humans
And lose herself for people who judge.
I am submitting myself to imagination
So that I can achieve my vision.
I am lost in the desert of life,
I am searching for myself everywhere
Broken, but still alive
To question prejudices,
Which remain synonymous with darkness.
Yet, if I am unable to heal myself
I will forgive the world
For being so cruel, and inhumane;
I want peaceful submission to the universe,
I am submitting myself to imagination.