I'M A CHILD, NOT A BRIDE!

As a newborn baby I grinned,

After all, changing atmosphere to the world outside was never thought as green!

Added to the life I breed is an unusual coolness,

breeze blows all around in fullness.

A Triple up to the years, I had grown,

left to the memories were days I used to crawl; even when the pain around my knees never made me groan.

More to the years, alphabet turned my hubby;

The states and capitals I traveled to in classes held at school have made me grown chubby.

At Six, I became desirar of so many dreams;

But to achieve this, education is a realm.

The most important element of life I had was bravery!
 

Alas! For not far from these days, Father sold me out to slavery.

Within me, I had my glossy crystal of choice
 

But my tongue was still unripe to let out a discerning voice.

Hope and dreams shattered at a tender age,

I sigh solemnly as they rejoice to my broken future all in the name of a marriage.

The Man of black heart that paid my bride price flaunts a promise,
 

a promise not to pluck my flourishing flower was a demise.

Daggered my heart!

When in the wake of the morning, the red blood from my pant had stained the earth!

In desolate I wail in tears for years,

as my reflection in a mirror spears

four decades, the blood shade on my gown never wears!

Fire in my bone!

My joy, my aspiration, my dignity, all lone!

Will I in sadness forever bow?
 

Saviour, where art thou?