It's better to be the only cherry,
and shine like one, red and free
rather to act like an apple
and fit with others, on the tree!

In the end all I care
Is that it's better to be me

The night sky,
Wrapped inside blankets
A coffee, a book,
And skies full off stars!

Two happy silhouettes, besides the sea,
the waves tickle their ankles,
the breeze is full of glee
Two happy silhouettes, by the sea,
Living their life, wild and free

Until the sea, in which they dwelled
turned into a storm for them!

Most difficult is that moment,
when he smiles at you...........

And instead of doing that happy dance,
and prance around like a magical pixie horse
you just smile, warmly
But your blush.......
The blush gives the game away!

Pair of feet, tan and fair
Legs naked and bare
Twirling around, beneath the moon
Hands on chest and waists
The heart yearned kisses
The body yearned sins!

Leaves crunched, he ripped through the wind
His fur gleaming bright,
Anger, fury, wrath, danced in his eyes
But deep down he blushed
His Cinderella watched him with warm smiles
She was finally in love,
with this wild night creature

In the pink evening gown,
wandering in the tulip fields
Recalling me of,
the pink robin, singing
on the branches of pink flowering tree
Underneath the pink and orange sunsets
Yesterday!

Laying on the bare grass,
Insisting the moon, to stir in my soul
Its reflection embracing,
blending inside,
filling the bruises, scratches and wounds!

Thus she clambered the sky,
to get the ideal view
aiming for the stars....
and captured the moon instead!

Nose and mouth,
Keep them covered in public,
Wear a mask.
20/4/2020

I am a child not a bride.
I am a child not a wife.
I am a child not a mom.
I am a child and I have rights.

I am a child not a bride.
This is too much, too early for my age
To make me a vow to be engage
How could I marry a man, 3x of my age?

I am a child not a wife.
How could someone own my life?
Do I deserve all this strife?
Why don’t you just **** me and get a knife.

I am a child not a mom.
Giving birth, I almost died.
I should be studying, not nurturing.
I should be living, not dying.

I am a child and I have rights!
Rights for life, education and liberty.
Rights you own and taken away!
Rights that I should have, but never you give.

How could someone rate for my virginity?
How could someone take away my liberty?
How could someone trade me as customary?
Why they don’t want me to live happily?

I am living for all their concerns
They took away all my innocence
For the days that I scream
Did anyone care about my dream?

How could I explain the beating?
It feels like I am dying.
My hurt had no healing
Nobody think about my feeling.

I AM A CHILD NOT A BRIDE.
I AM A  CHILD NOT A WIFE
I AM A  CHILD NOT A MOM.
I AM A  CHILD AND I HAVE RIGHTS!

#EarlyMarriage

overthinking is the key
to destruction
and i have demolished cities