Plight of a Woman
A diminutive girl, born in a colossal world.
Originate as a weed, no one like to plant this seed.
All and sundry cried and swept, feeling depressed
the outcome of their sleepless nights was not perfect,
the girl was never given respect.
Being discriminated and the only one who is unwanted,
never meant to be created.
Struggle for basic amenities like contented lavatory,
Not allowed to hold the school satchel,
and that is the biggest battle.
Her struggle is on but she will never move on,
Find her comfort in a government school,
whereas brother goes to good institute,
learns the importance of school, pen and other tools.
Finishes pronto all domiciliary work but her studies never suffer,
when outclassed she was ignored
and sacrifices still counted as buffer .
After marriage, in-laws and husband are primary,
beaten to death for small dowry,
her dream is to be Lowry.
Never scream and bicker, dodge others folly.
Women are quintessential trees,
they are the root of the family’s ease,
branches depict, they have nothing for themselves.
Are in the business of molding lives,
creating balance as a daughter, mother and wife.
Now she is a prolific writer,
she acknowledged her goal and became a powerful fighter.
The public’s mouth is shut,
and she is a stimulus for all girls, women and young adults.
A women’s plight is only to study and not be a young wife
she can show that she is the potentate of her own life.
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