She craved for an identity
Shared by none.
Wanted to die when
Known by thousands.
She wanted to work
To have self respect.
Wanted to earn
To avoid dependence.
She wanted to marry
The one who loved.
Never wanted
Any third in between.
None of these fulfilled
she sees her wings cut.
Her dreams bleeding
And the life shattered.
Very simple dreams
Would have hurt none.
But disaster fell upon
She couldn’t acquire one.
