This is a long poem about how women suffering from the moment of their birth to death.
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A sudden shrill of cry
Erupted from the hectic labor ward
At the dawn of a new day
Announcing the sprouting of a new life.
Awaiting to hug the bundle of joy
It's parents beamed with merry eyes
A boy, a son, a heir is what they expect
But what happened is fates cruel game in fact.
Inside the bundle lies an angel
Unaware of the game fate is playing
Kicking and giggling with innocent mirthful eyes
Enjoying it's first victory over
Breaking out of the darkened heaven.
Blinded either by the child's innocent
Smile or by their unrequited dream
It's parents fail to see the joy
That lies within the bundle
Their mirthless eyes reflects nothing
But complete............ Disappointment!
Along with faulty words and salty tears
She grew up with steel heart
To save herself from the chauvinistic world
Like a gentle breeze on a sultry afternoon
Love flooded in her dry barren life
Soothing the numbness of her aching heart.
Blooming with new joy and
Leading life with a new hope
She started building love castle
Unaware of life's cruel fact that
' Nothing is stable in this world '
Reality comes crashing down at her feet
When she saw the fakeness of her true love
Inflicting pain upon her already hurting soul.
Gathering courage to confront the person
Who made her feel the illusionistic happy life
At least for a short period of time.
Instead of reasons all she get is fake accusations
Once again proving her that
She is nothing but a huge disappointment.
Mending the broken heart and
Stitching the torn pieces
Vowing never to be a disappointment
She agreed to marry the person of her parents choice
Who thought that he would be
The soothing balm
For the wounded heart
She started a new refreshing life.
On search of solace in his soulful eyes
She is startled to find the insecurities arose
Drowning her with waves of thoughts
Hanging in the loose thread and
Holding tight on flickering hope
She leads her sorrows filled life
But who would have thought that the
Cruel fate have other plans for her
Like the violent thunder crashing
In the grey soulless somber sky
Her whole life comes crashing down
Crushing her already broken soul
When she lost the pride of all women -motherhood
The loose thread which keeps her hanging till now
Breaks free throwing her down
In the sea of sorrow suffocating her
The final blow strike straight
Through her bleeding heart.
Tired of all the plays of cruel fate
Slightly above the artery she draw a straight line
Praying it to be the pathway for another life
As she thought atleast in that life
She wouldn't be a disappointment
But how wrong she can be??
She is naive to think that a single line
Would save her from the misery of life
Even death fails to console her
Proving her that she is nothing more
Than a................ Disappointment!!!!
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