Still wondering about my life
Lying down,on the bed aside
With full of tears in my eyes
Never thought that,
This could be the last day of my life
The flow of thoughts in my mind
Made me whimper throughout the night
I still don’t believe, I am eighteen
Will I be a bride?
Yeah! Getting married the next night
I regret being a girl
I regret being a girl
Because I had my dreams getting burried inside my mind
I had my dreams,
Flowing through the tears of my eyes
I thought that my dreams would be the highest amongst all
But No! I AM A GIRL.
This made me feel that
This is the last day of my life
This is the last day of my life.

-Maseera Batool

E-mail- maseerabatool@gmail.com

Platform:- SPLIT POETRY INDIA

Editor:- Gautam Jha