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...
Copyright © Mona Motwani | Year Posted 2017
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