by Hirra Sultan 


In the cheer of her voice

Laid hidden distress of her voice


In her chirpy bubbly nature

Laid hidden someone mature


In her happy carefree ways

Laid hidden some tearful days


In her outreaching helpful ways

Laid the longing to be cared for!


But none could understand her maturity

None to bother-her destiny


None to understand her reasons- why

None tried to get her anyway!

(The poet is a B.Tech student)


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