Woman's Era - - News - – Jayashree Venkat.

Her hand was steady, The pen she gripped, Out­side, The rain stopped, The dark clouds moved Inside her pain ebbed, From the scars on her arm, From the burn marks on her palm, From the bruises on her cheek, The sun­light touched the di­a­mond

on her fin­ger, Briefly it glit­tered, Be­fore it was slid, And lay next to pa­pers she had signed.

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