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May 2018
The first challenge To be born
lots of comments and judgment
but i feel a single supportive hand
yes i'm alive
and trying to connive  

see this hollowly world
what a wonderful pretentiousness
now they starting to make my life hurled
emotional or painful outrageousness

never do us deface
all your dream would be erase
hold on! you can't choose your life
and i, i am just holding the tears on smiling face

yes! i am raising my hand
but the brutal world twist it badly
and i, i face it sadly

they cut the wings of fairy
and put her in fire and now she get marry
suffer quietly and now i'm helpless
but playing the role of wonderful actress

i've birth house and death house too
but i hardly say nothing is mine
i just only pray, all will be fine

a thousand dreamy fancies
but can't enjoy the candies
i hate to be a girl
i quit, i quit now it's whirl

my broken dream, my broken dream
i wish i could win but unfortunately it just a  broken dream..
This poetry is close to my heart. it shows the real situations of a girl's life.
hope you like it
MAHIMA
Written by
MAHIMA  20/F/DELHI
(20/F/DELHI)   
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