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Scars bestowed
She was manipulated from with illusion picture for a young girl that nuptials knots are as a season to sow a woman to glides of love and compassion but little away from the reality, fate decided a game of surrogacy,
Dancing and trolling on dolls, playing her innocence in hopscotch, pebbles throwing to the gaiety of rivers, the winds gusting her tangles but carelessly on wonders, how would define one probability of her sweetness and kind beauty,
As nailed with time soon a day came reaching onto puberty, a scary girl caught in the essence of actual individuality,
Oh! Why ma.. the crunching pain,
Did I hurt someone purpose that,
God chose me for this day,
Nobody could compete on words her innocence was once lost in hidden pigtails to sit straight, go take a seat in corners, it was beyond the understanding and as decades flew so was her imagination to questionnaires of "Why"
Soon circumstances too became ruled domain and decision abided to child marriage,
Tender lava just not even still felt on wings to fly high as a butterfly was shackled to new bonds but her fantasy kept striding trickling thoughts of new amenities of homes striking her mindset, but the reality was far beyond the imaginary realm her eutopia ended and came to the harsh reality of house chores but she abided without flaws as days reeled to a woman breaking down to a young mother, little knowing what's happening with her, but selfish humanity greedy to needs instead of repeated reminders her womb was vulnerable yet to accept another soul clutching on her body but deaf hears resisted the coming day's plight.
As months rolled to the final day of labour, howling in endless agony swept on damp eyelids rushing her into emergency but faith is cruel and found gardening its ways,
There lay a woman with blooded of membrane and death chose her and foetus ending misery forever to rest in eternity.
Why does a girl pay the price of being born in the womb???
When will she be rescued from the plight of agonies??
And why chosen a gender as "S H E"
© Soni Mirchandani
Dancing and trolling on dolls, playing her innocence in hopscotch, pebbles throwing to the gaiety of rivers, the winds gusting her tangles but carelessly on wonders, how would define one probability of her sweetness and kind beauty,
As nailed with time soon a day came reaching onto puberty, a scary girl caught in the essence of actual individuality,
Oh! Why ma.. the crunching pain,
Did I hurt someone purpose that,
God chose me for this day,
Nobody could compete on words her innocence was once lost in hidden pigtails to sit straight, go take a seat in corners, it was beyond the understanding and as decades flew so was her imagination to questionnaires of "Why"
Soon circumstances too became ruled domain and decision abided to child marriage,
Tender lava just not even still felt on wings to fly high as a butterfly was shackled to new bonds but her fantasy kept striding trickling thoughts of new amenities of homes striking her mindset, but the reality was far beyond the imaginary realm her eutopia ended and came to the harsh reality of house chores but she abided without flaws as days reeled to a woman breaking down to a young mother, little knowing what's happening with her, but selfish humanity greedy to needs instead of repeated reminders her womb was vulnerable yet to accept another soul clutching on her body but deaf hears resisted the coming day's plight.
As months rolled to the final day of labour, howling in endless agony swept on damp eyelids rushing her into emergency but faith is cruel and found gardening its ways,
There lay a woman with blooded of membrane and death chose her and foetus ending misery forever to rest in eternity.
Why does a girl pay the price of being born in the womb???
When will she be rescued from the plight of agonies??
And why chosen a gender as "S H E"
© Soni Mirchandani
