A winged angel born
Unsupported, she grown
So far, not get sentenced
Look down, speaking not allowed
Where is dupatta?
Always, frustratedly, she heard
Saw her dreams becoming ashes
Looks like lemurs eyes, a new fear, was unlocked,
Standing in the bus, a palm pressing her breasts, she questioned;
Don't create a scene, "public exclaimed"
Came home, cried & told
Happens, be forgetful, "she learnt"
Feet were not cuffed, to go to his room
Emotions like burning coal,
Having salt only, not even soil
Nevertheless, she was still the same
Wondering for life. Waiting for death, every now & then.
