Mohammad Muzzammil (2nd July,1986 / Bahraich, India)
Born to her parents
With new hopes and joys
Mother feeds and father cares
She grows, plays with toy
Brothers and neighbours are
The players with whom all day long
Hops and plays in the courtyard,
Birds sing songs and trees smile
Winds caress and the sun plays hide and seek.
The gracious school is that she goes
Her group of companions grows day by day
Many favourable events she attends
Some give her please and some pain.
She steps in her youth
With all her beauty and charm
Her parents frown and think
Of marrying her to a suitable boy.
The day comes, she wears red suit
And leaves her parents' home with tears
In her eyes and memories her heart.
She has to sacrifice all
That she has in her life
Her parents, companions and
Her love- a boy whom she adores.
Goes to the home of her husband
Where she is a bride, but all strangers
To her by all aspects
Strives she day by day to manage
Living happily forgetting the past,
Al last she succeeds making
Her own home.
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