Born to be a queen..
The day when I inhaled the first breeze,
Imprinted my foot with full of felice,
Seeking for the smile in my parents lips,
But I was capped with the name ,
Girl baby'
I was bordered within a circle,
Where I can’t find the life of actual,
I was never allowed to play or talk with a strangers,
Even if it was in a childage of toy,
Tried to show my fire low flamed in me,
But people baked me like,”
Can she ?”
I took up words as the key,
Let me to shone and high in flee,
No one understood my nostalgia,
In this tree,
Which was Expelled in my eyes as a tears,
I Attempted to withstand without any fear,
People visioned me like a err,
Being as a girl was not easy,
May my appearance made others to queasy,
Whenever I tried to hold and climb,
People broke my ladder with name of,” Mere female”
But I can ran until I glow,
I took your critise as my bestow,
I chase my fruit of aim like a waterflow,
It would never waited for any woe or foe!
Did i just said not easy,
I said it's crazy...
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.RHYTHM OF SOUL.
PoetryYour words always don't speak what you wanna express Your expression not always supports you Your heart not always beats for you Your desire cannot always burn as fire Your soul is not gonna always be with you Even your shadow leaves you in dark t...
