Damini-'A Soul' Poem by simran arora

Was that my fault?
That I was a girl,
Or this,
That I was a working one,

Was this my fault?
That my dears trusted me thought,
Or this was my fault,
That I was breathing in my cloud….

Was this my fault?
That I tried to shoulder the world out,
Or this,
That I cried for justification…

Was this my fault,
That I was a girl,
If not,
Then why it happened?
Why 1000s of people openly….

Why humanity suicide for me,
Why they 6 hustled a life, a believe,
Why a girl, a respect was freeze,
I was not for enjoyment or craze…
A girl is one who bridged you,
And in return you crushed me through and through…

I was also an owner of dream,
A soul of smile,
A passion of talent,
And a responsibility of you.,,

Today I was nothing,
But a lesion for all,
A tear for smile,
A fear of life…

But still,
I wanted to breathe a bit more,
I still wanted to dream high,
I still wished to fly...

But no…
Today I am dead,
But still alive,
In pain of every heart,
In tears of every eye,
In every pain…..every try…

Today I am out of this buddy world,
Hope you will fight for me,
Will set me free,

I don't want you,
To cry for me,
But want you all to plant a tree,
On every road, every street,
That no more daminis will be compromised………..