She is meant to be…..

Adoring the stars of night she slept, Listening to the day world’s word she wept,seeing her mother to her arms she crept, because of the fear of being walked upon or stepped. She changed it all when she leapt off her guards…off the words and thoughts because she knew she ain’t meant to weep because she knew she ain’t meant only to sleep but to dream. The dream of a world where she stood ahead and upright. Above the men ,to tell each one that… Yes She’s bright and dare you take her light. She is meant to be the knight don’t just let her die before she sees even a single night, before she sees herself fulfilling her wholesome mights. Let her fight, fight for rights. To tell them for what is she meant. It’s not just the hate rather the love sent from saviours in state of you.

She sat there alone

At the corner of the road,

Looking weak and fragile

But for you few meters were

More than a million miles

To extend some help

To give her a life.

Barely covered

Trying to prevent herself from

Being shown

But oh! You are all sculptures of stones,

None of them

Put down a stole

To steal her frown.

Shivering with cold

Starving with hunger

And you pushing down,

Tons of burgers

Just before her eyes

to increase the demise.

Yes, she was there

Visible to all yet,

Noticed by none.

Now all she was,

Just a silly pun.

The corner became her home

Because she knew,

She could not live

Because she knew, she

Couldn’t survive

Of the scars and pains of the world.

Yes , she was thrown off the moving van.

Yes, she’s the daughter of that billionaire man.

Yes, it was done

Even to her…

Not by one but an entire gang.

Now….

Don’t just remain a sculpture of stone,

Even after knowing about the fact that

It could have been someone

You had known,

Someone really close to your soul.

So,

Now be a man, a subsider of frown,

From their face

By returning them their hopes.

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