The wind pours the sorries Of my wandering past Gently brushing away my worries As I ran fast Into the dense forest Where solitude is in abundance So I can finally put my thoughts to rest Atleast for once The tears drop on dead leaves As I lay down on the ground No one ever believes I hope I am never found For trust is all I did Making sure I was heard Hearing people bid On me, made me really scared I am a poor village girl Away from the metro life Here people gather and sell Today, I am standing on a knife I am a human, am I not Weak and fragile, innocent and naive I have never fought But today, I am featured on what I can give My mouth is taped But my eyes screams and speaks I heard women are bought and ***** God, save me from these freaks A fight broke off surprisingly And a stampede quickly stormed around People killing mercilessly So much blood on the ground I ran, ran as fast as a deer In the night, out of everyone's sight Trembling with fear Until I reached a height What happened next, I had no clue Fluttering my eyes after hours All I could see was blue And rays of sunshine showers A hand so gentle touched my face An old lady, with a generous smile Safe was I, from the bid race Yes I ran quite a mile I just wish other girls are safe like me From the ruthless monstrous beings But I am glad, I am alive to see My fluttering new wings...
A fictional write. Spilling imagination. But I felt some truth while writing, like in some countries, this may be happening with a very horrific ending. "New Fluttering Wings" means a new beginning to life :)