Thought here is the life which is bright,
Mistaken was me world was merciless,
Birth of mine was an eclipse on happiness.
Instead of celebrations there was a mourn,
Confusedly asked God why am I born?
Lying in the corner waited for the miracle,
Withhold my breath and waited for the cradle.
Heard the footsteps heading towards me,
I felt happy that at least somebody loves me,
There came a person with the nose like me,
He took me into his arms and looked at me,
My lips were sealed but the eyes were speaking,
Relation was strong and expected that
...........nothing suspicious was happening.
...........nothing suspicious was happening.
But wrong was me and wrong was the feeling,
It wasn’t love but the another plan of killing,
I crumbled on the floor and tried to run,
Forgot the fact that I was just one month,
The situation I went through was traumatic,
Pain was deep and they were not sympathetic.
I withhold my tears and regained my strength,
Gird up to nip the evil right from the place you belong,
Difficult was the time and situations were harsh,
The one who tried to kill me was ready for the clash.
Not ready to believe the importance of girl,
Clearly told me that girls don’t have any role,
Without loosing hope, again I stood against inequality,
I got drenched in the social dirt to remove the iniquity.
To abolish the dowry system and fight against female infanticide,
People called me mad but I didn’t feel bad,
I was determined to bring equality to girls.
At last all sufferings paved,
Was able to achieve what I craved,
I bestowed my life for a cause,
At last to rest in peace and not remorse.
This creation of mine is dedicated to Mrs. Sunita Aralikar. I wrote few paragraphs of this poem when I was in first year but recently got an ideal to complete it as her story startled me. For me it was just a poem but for her it was her own story. I got words and the emotions for my poem. If u like you can go through the article about the lady who was rescued after being buried alive when she was just 16-days-old by her own father…….
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