A Woman With Red Shoes Poem by amisha patel

She walked with her envious tract of feeling,
Look upon the pink sky that she dreamt with herself.
All alone left her into that deep sigh of guilt,
To put her life a conundrum of pool.
Opened the box of Pandora that her step-mom gifted her once,
With one set of red shoes that she hated the most,
With the will to throw the farthest she could.
Her constant screaming ' why this hell happened to me only? ',
Could only severe her ties with herself.
She chose not to look upon the water in which she has been immersed for soo long,
To not return to see that pink sky anymore.
Her greatest fear clinged her to be a monkfish,
All alone crying for help,
And taking short breath to pump her surviving.
She said to herself 'Is it that much hard to come over the water when I am shrinking inside it? ',
Fixed her hairs. Up her collar,
She took the last breath of regret,
Before taking the claim of her red shoes.