ENGLISH POEM- WHY IT HAPPENED?

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English Poem-Why it happened?

WHY IT HAPPENED?

Exuberant people,
exuberant environment.
Delirious mom,
delirious dad.
 
It's time
for the new one,
to open her eyes
to see this beautiful world
with her lovely eyes.
 
"Mom! I am so happy,
now it's my turn
to see this beautiful world.
Soon, I will be with you
and I can't wait to see you."
Hear the happiest mom.
Her eyes are different,
with dreams of her child.
She could hear her baby
like she was sitting aside.
 
Lots of dreams,
lots of care.
a father was having
for his lovely hare.
 
But....
 
Something was broken,
something was shattered,
the lovely voice of the baby,
don't know where disappeared.
 
"Ohh, mom....!!
I was yours,
a part of your soul.
what I did,
me a bloody kid,
that made you so harsh
and you shoved me
to the marsh.
 
I was breathing yesterday,
I was dreaming yesterday,
Smiling...laughing...
I was playing yesterday.
 
It was dark there,
and I was breathing from you.
I was scared, but still I
put my all faith 
on you.

Now....
 
To whom should I complain,
whom should I  blame,
The life that I couldn't wait to live
why did you put on flame!
 
I will fight with God,
for sending me as a girl.
Why did he give me a heart,
when he knew
I will be shoved to the
marsh!
 
I knew you cried,
when I died.
But why didn't you raise,
your voice mom?
I was in you
 a part of your soul.
My life was at your mercy,
why didn't you brawl.
 
You blame society,
that didn't allow me to live.
You...!! you make the society mom,
how could you forget.
 
Nothing can force you,
if you want something hard.
I would be smiling,
 laughing with you,
if you fought very hard.
 
Tell Dad, I loved him.
Tell Dad, I missed him.
Tell him,
that I felt his touch
when he lovingly
put his hand to feel me.

I would have lived his dreams,
If he trusted me once.
I had the wings,
to fly
and to fathom the sky....
 
The child who couldn't stop smiling... laughing....
is crying now, yelling and praying.
 
Ohh God!
If this is the destiny of any girl,
then I beg you,
don't make any girl,
don't make any girl.


Naseema Khatoon

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