She was Anarchic

Sure, she was anarchic,
unruly and wild,
never following the script
of the social charade

Sure, she was a rogue
divergent from the usual,
bearing a wayward walk,
never agreeing to the usual path

Sure, she was not meant to be caged,
a free-spirited smile
a rampant soul
with her only set rules

You thought you could tame her,
held her your hostage and
get your words
followed to the hilt

And now that you failed,
you are flustered
and are in a rage,
but I pity you,
for you’re naive,

who could abate the storm
that was brewing deep
in her thoughts
and she sailed way

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26 thoughts on “She was Anarchic”

  1. So much power and strength in your words. I love the way you define your female protagonist.One of my favorite from you. My fav lines “who could abate the storm
    that was brewing deep
    in her thoughts
    and she sailed way”

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