A girl of sixteen in the midst of sea
Lamenting and crying over her destiny
A god lover, a friend, a daughter
And is often remarked by a good laughter.
She understands all but don’t know herself,
Whenever she thought, her tear felt
Every time in pain a name she yells
Saying mother, O! Mother her heart melts.
No ambitions, no goals,
No inspirations, no souls,
She is singing her own song
To lead a life which is so long….
Her role model is none
Because she wants to be her own
She wanted to live a life
Which is in itself a delight...
At last for god she quotes a little
A Pillar of strength you always were
A friend, a guide, a mentor
This is a tale of a lonely girl
But still she says it would become better sure.
Lamenting and crying over her destiny
A god lover, a friend, a daughter
And is often remarked by a good laughter.
She understands all but don’t know herself,
Whenever she thought, her tear felt
Every time in pain a name she yells
Saying mother, O! Mother her heart melts.
No ambitions, no goals,
No inspirations, no souls,
She is singing her own song
To lead a life which is so long….
Her role model is none
Because she wants to be her own
She wanted to live a life
Which is in itself a delight...
At last for god she quotes a little
A Pillar of strength you always were
A friend, a guide, a mentor
This is a tale of a lonely girl
But still she says it would become better sure.
i can relate to this poem..i've been in such a situation too..loved it..too good..
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