A Forsaken Lady Poem by Jaishree Nair

Yesterday, I bloomed—a flower in radiant grace.
Today, I wither, brittle and erased.
Once, my laughter danced like sunlit streams,
Now, my tears have vanished into silent dreams.

Yesterday, I bathed the world in light,
Today, cold indifference steals my might.
My sacrifices, once a spark in need,
Now nothing left to bleed.

Once, their love was all I knew,
Today, their scorn is only my residue.
I etch my dreams on the pages of my life,
Hoping to paint them in the afterlife.

My identity—my wealth, my treasure,
The lifeblood of my very being,
Echoing pride of past grandeur,
Stays till twilight's final gleam.