#WritcoPoemChallenge

Her life is an open book,
That led her through every nook,
And every corner of discovery,
Of life's long journey

She express everything when asked,
She never hide my heartfelt, always unmasked,
She only hide what others share,
She's their emotion's keeper, betrayal I never dare.

But there exist certain secrets,
Which she never wrote even on a leaflet,
Maybe because no-one intends to listen,
Or maybe because it has nothing of glisten.

A six year old girl,
With full faith in teachers, plays and swirl,
Her art teacher asks her to meet,
She naively thought him to be sweet.

He holds her hands to check if they can paint,
Then touches her chest in a matter quaint,
She only six, do find it weird,
But everyone told her that from teachers nothing to be feared.

One morning he asks her to come during lunch,
Holding her hands, in front of assembly, in eyes a crunch,
Her friends notices everything, thank God they're quite aware,
They warned her of his intentions, they're the God's messenger I swear.

From the teacher she was rescued,
But the danger on her pious soul still continued,
Now she had grown by years three,
A 10 year old, still completely carefree.

It's the time of summer vacation,
Now at her...