Tethered by a cord, we twirled in limbo,
In darkness, we stayed for the whole nine months,
The snug cozy womb had seemed a haven,
Nurtured by gentle care we grew and grew,
Oh! We had believed โtwas the safest placeโฆ
A dulcet voice sang songs that were soothing,
And told us stories to abate our qualms,
We waited with bated breath to meet her,
Our tiny minds; they wove a thousand dreams.
And then one day, during the destined hour,
With great struggle, we entered the new world,
We cried loudly, and declared we were born,
She was not happy; ๐๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ?!
We yearned for their love but they despised us,
โA Girl!’ They said, โA curse sheโll prove to beโ,
โBut YOU could have stopped it; Ma! You could have,
Was being born a girl, our greatest fault?
Six feet under, our muted cries were lost,
Hark! You may own our bodies, but not souls.โ
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Picture Credit: Pixabay
This poem written in blank verse has 10 syllables per line and is unrhyming.
It was written for the prompt ‘ Children’ given by ArtoonsInn Poetry Parlour for the monthly contest in Jan2022 and was chosen among the top 5 poems for the month.
2 comments
That was a poignant read… Your words brought out the plight of the girl child… Well written dear
Thankyou dear