Spare a thought to a girl
Who is standing all alone
At the end of street
With the endless hope.
Whose life blossomed like buds
Beams of sun crushed the petals
Shrunk like raisin- though
Perfuming her surrounding with the fragrance of hope.
Sun beams touched her life as marriage bond
Like all female souls
She too tied up the knot
Longing for eternal happiness of mortal being.
Never thought
It would crush her life
Suppress her heart
Suck her feelings
Torture with smile.
Her fate carved by DOWRY
Which sets fire in her smile
And puts off with her tears.
“At first thought life as rosy bed
At last realized life as thorny bed of roses”
Husband’s poisoned love eaten up her life
Suffered ruthlessly
His hard touch pierced her heart
Wounded heart scratched by brutal words.
Hoping for the flowering of future years
Broken up her marriage bond
And now, standing all alone
With a bunch of questions.
Either Lord cursed her birth
Or is she born to be cursed?
Whatever, now life turned into riddle
Having eternal hope
Started her voyage
Looking for the key to unlock...!!!
Sithi Asma
II MA English
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