I was there inside my mom,
covered with the red warm atmosphere
jingled along two heart rhythms
eager to know, I was 'bout to be where?
I wanted to feel lively! Free!
Excited to breathe out there.
Swirl and swing, swivel and sway
while holdin' my mom-dad's fingers!
My limbs grew, bones became strong
healthy and happy I was carried within
as my mom hoped all good, no wrong..
suddenly a question stuck in
What was the wrong she is afraid of?
Face? Voice? Shape? Colour?
What made her glow turn off?
Entered once we a green room,
where I was recognized as a girl.
The aura got filled with gust of gloom.
Unaware of the out, wanted to be loved still
how'd I know, I was a girl they'll slay.
Wanton and tragedies approached near,
high price for being a girl was to be paid.
I knew I had a star potential
would've been a world-known smile
but no one heard my nascent wishes,
I wished to live a bit more while.
And once again amongst those little fairies
never got to see life,
likely, they sent 'her' back to heaven.
That 'her' was the new-never-born me!
A brand new story was written again,
about the way they'd masquerade the miscellaneous shes.
by Stuti Shree