30th Page Poem by Samima ShahFaheem

My Life, my story,
Like a play on stage
A book with a tale
Year for me, for you just a page.

The first few ones
Day's innocent, beautiful age
But time gets hard,
was destined to rage

In teens imagined
Bird trapped in a cage
Who dreams freedom
Feathers all white with a little beige.

Twenties spent, in tests n struggle
Came of age, could measure n gauge
limits and restrictions, its all in ones head
its Liberation Day on my 30th page.