Girl With Dreams

As blissful as ocean, Yet as lonely as shore; As strong as stone, Yet as still as mountain; As silent as tree, Yet, like leaves, fighting with her inner self to make some noise; Her spirit holds fire, Yet her dreams are reduced to ashes; As brilliant as warrior, Yet made as disciplined as queen; She is a girl with dreams.... As ignored as weeds, Yet as caring as nature; Much powerful to create a whole new world, Yet fighting to secure her own place; As awakened as reality, Yet called sleeping beauty; As melodious as a lullaby, Yet her voice breaking into weeps; She is a girl with dreams.... Praised as goddess, Yet beaten to death; As precious as diamond, Yet bears the injuries of an iron rod; As deadly as poison, Yet turns to be healer for human realm; Yes, she is a girl with dreams.... A girl imprisoned in dark cages, Ragged and torn in all ages, Like a glass, she prefer shattering down, Rather than living in fear to get knocked around; She wants to yell out loud her pain, And needs to be heard by world insane; She wants to wake up from nightmare, And be welcomed by sun without being scared; Protect her or kill her, Anything in between seems endless hopeless torture; Respect this girl in all forms-goddess, mother, sister, friend and wife, Rejuvenate this vulnerable beauty of nature... give her chance to survive in life. She wants to be proud to be born as a girl..... With dreams and no screams...