New born baby too innocent to know things
I one such a few years ago
Later one day feel like the SELF
desire to take independent decisions
You or I be a girl
Realise you cannot.
Patriarch binds you
To satisfy your hunger
With academics and ranks.
Be an elastic band
They put you in such
Where they could pull you back
Peace and silence takes you nowhere
But your novels and belonging.
Dream of freedom
Fly in the air but a self control.
Expects for a day to break off
From devil devices of virus
Totally destroy you to nothingness.
Leaving lot more reasons to cry
Never to bloom a smile of happiness.