Girl

[Preeti]

When I was born-
My parents were very unhappy;
They did not distribute the sweats;
They wore me the clothes of my brother;
They never kissed me like my brother.
But why?
Because I was a girl.
When I was only five years
I started washing clothes with my tiny hands
And I started washing utensils;
My parents never sent me to school.
I never played like my brother.
But why?
Because I was a girl.
When I was only fifteen
My parents arranged a marriage for me
with an old foreigner.
My parents taught me—
Not to speak loudly.
I was weeping and crying-
But there was nobody to listen me.
But why?
Because I was a girl.
I came to my in- laws-
with broken heart
they decided to kill me because
bringing so less things.
Now…
I am burning in the presence of society
all are silent,
There are sighs on the faces of the people
but I’m crying…
I am also a human being
not a working machine,
not a slave of man.
Please…
Save me from burning
Give me education,
Love and affection.
Save me from rapes and
from the greedy eyes of the men.
Then…
I will give to a good nation.







Hi all! As u know that I am Preeti. I am from India. I wrote this poem because this happens in India with some girls. I know today's world is not like this poem but in India there is still happening this thing with some girls.

anyway, bye for now.

[engarde]

Thank you Preeti, for posting such a heartbreaking reminder of the fate of some females in the world.

"I am burning in the presence of society"

Such a powerful line and so descriptive, I hope you come back and share more of your work.

Take care...

[preeha]

Thanx a lot!!!!!