A child left in the sight of the world
A girl announced in the hall of generation
Ageless she is,
For youth, she just gasped
She is not a woman,
Yet in the arms of men she lays
She believes in love
Twilight for her pain
Trust she lost for all
Ever since a part of her was stolen
A mother she ought to have known
But the world omitted while scribing her fate
dreams she refuses to dream
For today & now, she lives for
What will become of her is still unwritten
But what she is for now, is marked by hands of many men..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem