Burying the tender child within me
Nurturing the matured bride within me…
Scattering my desire to study in school and play with pals
Gathering the courage to restrict me within four walls…
Forgetting the yearn for an independent life, a bright future
Learning to survive in darkness, to adapt my cruel culture…
Losing my identity as a human, the most special creation of Almighty
Accepting myself as an unfortunate girl, the toy in the hand of destiny…
©ruchiabhisikta
So beautifully expressed!! The feelings have been portrayed well!
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Thank you Aashi🙏❤
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Very powerful post
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Thank you Zita🙏❤
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So beautifully written by you 😊
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Thank you Era🙏❤
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You’re welcome 😊
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There sings a deep sadness and longing for self fulfillment in this.
Thanks for sharing.
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Glad that you liked it🙏🍀
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Very beautifully penned
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Thank you Meena🙏❤
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Very sad poem expressing a very sad reality in some parts of the world.
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Thanks for having a read🙏🍀
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Thank you Zita🙏❤
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That is oh so sad…
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Indeed bitterness that is
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Child marriage is bad for both a girl and a boy.
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Indeed that is.
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