I don't think winter
Was ever meant to be
Who can live when the cold
Freezes your soul?
I want the warmth of the sun
To kiss my skin
I want the delicate flutter of
A butterflys wing against my cheek
But nature plays this cruel trick
On me every September
It cajoles me with red and gold leaves
The shades of amber and burnt orange
Delight my eyes
All the while the leaves are dying
And I will never behold them again
Bare branches will reach up like skeletal arms
Against dull gray clouds
Snow will descend and a hush will fall
Like death, but not quite
And I must wait so long for the first bloom
Of color to push up through the spring snow
Promising the warmth of summer to follow
I don't think winter
Was ever meant to be

I can't go for a walk alone outside the home when I am upset
Because I am a girl
I can't wear dresses of my choice
Because I am a girl
I can't give my opinion in my laws
Because I am a girl
I can't go for study outside my hometown
Because I am a girl
I can't travel alone in transports
Because I am a girl
I can't enjoy openly
Because I am girl

I am not independent
Because I am a girl
Sometimes I think that I am a criminal in jail
Because I am a girl
*I wish either I was not born or became the victim of female foeticide!