Once, there was a girl
Born with misery in her eyes
And left alone for too long
She began to crumble and decay
Here and there, she shed a tear
She let the sadness in her heart drip down her face
But, it hollowed out a cavity in her soul
She lost what she forgot
But she couldn’t forget what she had lost
She’d run, fall and run again
Leaving pieces of herself imprinted on the earth
She split her ghost bit by bit
Bled through her words
Painted a pretty smile over her mouth
And carved her story on her wrist
Then she lay down and waited to die
A cricket came and mourned for her
It stayed till the sun chased it away
Then Plastics came and found her there
And shed their plastic tears
The cemetery welcomed her
With an open space
And among the dead she felt as if
She had finally found her place
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem