She didn't yearn for a smart phone,
But a toy-phone with ringtones.
She didn't crave a diamond ring,
But a ring made of chips.
She didn't demand a branded watch,
But loved to hear the pendulum.
She didn't want expensive make-ups,
But loved to put singars.
She never urged to play bowling,
But loved to play with mud.
She didn't crave ride in a roller coaster,
But loved to sit on a see-saw.
She didn't want the molody of a guitar,
But loved to hear the cuckoos.
She didn't know anger,
But cried in disappointment.
She didn't want to see a marvel's film,
But loved to see the cartoons.
She never demanded a wheel chair,
But loved a nap in her mother's lap.
She used to play with her tiny doll,
Yes she loved to make a paper ball.
She used to enjoy the barbie song,
Yes everyone knew that she was too young.
She was an innocent little girl,
Still got a long way to shine like a pearl.
She had got some small beautiful dreams,
But she was also afraid of the dreadful screams.
She was a girl with a million dollar smile,
Untill she knew this world would make it fragile.
She went to a sacred place,
With a hope to get a bless.
But what happened with her was none of her choices,
She was surrounded by all those bloody voices.
She was torn apart,used and even burried on the street.
O hellish people, your work, even hell can't greet.
She was just 8 years,
Oh justice what will be that for her?
They will be hanged at the outmost? Right?
But, can you please bring her once more......
Back to my sight?
It's not an agony,
But a nostalgia shaded on my eyes.
Will restore all stories present before deactivation.
It may take sometime to restore your stories.