Girl looks from a window and whisper .
I need my sky back .
I want to hover on the clouds
Don't clip my wings.
By saying i am a poor girl.
I share the same feeling ,desire and ambition as you share .
Then why this discrimination !!!!!!
I want to fly high and touch my sky.
Please don't stare at me as if I made a crime .
She cried loudly who are you?
When God made no prejudice .who gave you right to label me as a piece of flesh .
Why your eyes roll over me and often get fascinated by my looks
Why don't you give me my share of life .
Who gave you right to write my destiny .
Being a daughter ,mother ,sister and mother how long I scarifice my soul .
Break these chains of responsibility which tied my feet to scale height.
Why all these norms are meant for me because I am a girl!!!!
©Amita Sharma
I need my sky back .
I want to hover on the clouds
Don't clip my wings.
By saying i am a poor girl.
I share the same feeling ,desire and ambition as you share .
Then why this discrimination !!!!!!
I want to fly high and touch my sky.
Please don't stare at me as if I made a crime .
She cried loudly who are you?
When God made no prejudice .who gave you right to label me as a piece of flesh .
Why your eyes roll over me and often get fascinated by my looks
Why don't you give me my share of life .
Who gave you right to write my destiny .
Being a daughter ,mother ,sister and mother how long I scarifice my soul .
Break these chains of responsibility which tied my feet to scale height.
Why all these norms are meant for me because I am a girl!!!!
©Amita Sharma
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