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Child Marriage An Evil Blot

She was born with many dreams In a colorful world Which was darkly screwed She was growing with all hers desires To enjoy the childhood with friends And to study with heart in school of dream But her life seemed to be moving in some other direction She thought of wearing school uniform But was made ready in a bridal dress She was still unclear with thoughts Was just following according to the elders with fantasy She never knew what's happening with her life And just happened to be like wind that moves over the sea, She was a delicate bud which was still left to be bloomed She thought of sharing food with her friends But she was made to cook for everyone She thought of soaring up in the sky high But she was constrained to live inside a fence She was just a little girl Who was still left to ripe She was knotted with someone Who was a stranger for her She was just made to leave her home For the so called rituals She was to be sleeping in lap of her mother But was forced to be a mother herself She was still a child of full of fantasies But was doomed and made living dead body by her loved one's.

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