threads of water falls on her
she stands on the empty earth where nothing grows
the smell of the cold ,dark sorrow
tries to engulf her soul
her existence shrinks and becomes and exclamatory sign
in that she kept herself and locked it
nobody knows where she's gone
except the creepy silence of the night
but the rain falls again
not knowing
what happened to that girl
who did put the sky as her veil
laughter as her chastity
playfulness as affaibility
who puts veil on a rosebud?
to the memories of a eight year old girl-child who was killed by her own father for not putting veil on head
she stands on the empty earth where nothing grows
the smell of the cold ,dark sorrow
tries to engulf her soul
her existence shrinks and becomes and exclamatory sign
in that she kept herself and locked it
nobody knows where she's gone
except the creepy silence of the night
but the rain falls again
not knowing
what happened to that girl
who did put the sky as her veil
laughter as her chastity
playfulness as affaibility
who puts veil on a rosebud?
to the memories of a eight year old girl-child who was killed by her own father for not putting veil on head
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