When I'm born,I'm jeered at.When I'm a child,I'm made to believe that my reason for existence is somebody else.While I'm growing up,I'm discouraged to question.My brain and heart are numbed.I cannot die too,since it will bring infamity to my family.People would say,"At this age,what could have forced her to terminate herself ? She failed to materialize her fantasy.Such bad morals." I fast for the well-being of my father and brothers.When I outgrow my frocks,I'm let off to another household.There, I work for others, without pay.I have children but they treat me like a door-mat.Here too,I fast for my husband's and childrens' long,peaceful life.When the man of the house,who happens to be my "husband" dies,I shed a part of my soul.I have no right to live then,I just breathe and sit in a corner.Rest of my life is spent in praying-for death.They say, "Woman needs a man.In childhood,its father.In youth,its husband and in old age,i...
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Hope you get your freedom... soon! :)
nice piece!! I feel d essence of d kinda poetry i do in dis write-up..
It stirred many desires.
the silence, the await all shall end soon with a nice smile on your face :)
best wishes :)
on a more serious note - why so sad? what happened?
unless it the 'L' word ;)
well whatever it is let u find freedom :)
take care and keep writing.............
I so very like it :)
urs..hemu..
All the Best!
that was a lovely verse. thanks for coming here.
Thanks!!!!
thanks!!
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:) thanks!!
that was such a sweet reply..thanks!!
yes, jay and kay effect undeniably!
sad...a bit of a trivial issue..now its gone.
thank u !!
trying to...
:) in search of it...
thank u !!!
:)
but jan 26 was close by :P
thanks!!!!
perhaps...
freedom from the chains of life...
sorry,cudnt understand "the freedom other than the one we want"
thanks for visiting though !
thanks!!!!!!!!!!!!!