A girl is grown up in her home
She lives in love and care by nature,
Nature itself weeps for her future,
When her bridegroom is welcome,
Leaving freedom she has come,
Selfish men treat her with torture,
Her husband is also like a creature,
Though he looks kind and handsome,
But pains her to shed tears of blood,
The bride sighed like a silent sea,
Pitiless men never make her free,
She is habituated by misbehaviour,
To see her tolerance all said her good,
Her groom too felt pity in her favour.
Mazid S Kazi , INDIA
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