#AsifaA Poem by Srishti Agrawal
No ! it wasn’t her fault,
Nor it can be called her fate Then what made the God To make that date. An innocent budding flower Had her face full of scars Her milk teeth were yet to fall out Who knew that she would be knocked out. May her soul rest in peace And her accused be grant no plea For she was one of all such victims Whose cases are passed to shattered inns. © 2018 Srishti Agrawal |
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Added on April 18, 2018 Last Updated on April 18, 2018 Author
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