The magic woman every time
Passes through our town
The ground under her feet begins to fly
Ah it gets disturbed and shy
The men around her forgetting their jobs crawling on their knees
With eyes opened wide
They watch amazingly every movement of her
Her shaking hips
The crowds of her hills
The ground under her feet begins to swing
But no one ever knew
Or even tried to view
How much pain she had inside
Her bloody wounds
The sadness in her eyes
Because the smiling beauty walks and talks as she never ever ones got hurts at all
She's the victim whose aches always are unseen
When she returns home ever day
She gladly thanks the god
With smiling face she asks herself why
In spite of her aches no one ever noticed her fears
The tears one by one begins rolling down through that beautiful face
Inside of her soul are hidden dozens of child's
The emotion that she never one day lived
The tenderness and love she almost deprived
She remembers every single day they were snatched away most precious years
Pinching hands of a father sometimes her brother their cruel beats
The men's world she had to obey
All that she has now as a childhood memories
Woes and echos still remains the past the tearful eyes of that screaming child
Is this about the destiny
And if it's not who she has to blame
Who or what can bring back once again those stolen years
Lived with sadness and miserable frars
No one of us has the chance of choosing their parents or lives
She never had been a young girl not even a teenager
in her
Wearing shiny whites at her fourteen the baby girl got married
All that they've told her
As beautiful girls marriage was her safe shelter
As it has been said she always had to act upon this savage stage of life
unseen victim of every
period of her poor lifetime escaping danger to safer shelter
And story of a poor life goes on till the death comes!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem