Tuesday, July 29, 2008

TALE OF A LONELY GURL


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.

1 comment:

  1. i can relate to this poem..i've been in such a situation too..loved it..too good..

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