She was born in a family
But reared in captivity.
For the family was not a family,
Just a bunch of blood related bodies
Worshipping religion and social acidity.
She was fortified by school books not fantasy,
Whipped and spitted upon if not applauded at school.
They despised her techniques and beliefs…
They questioned and buried her every dream.
But for the World
They were a perfect family
Hand in hand
Loving and overwhelmed.
But Love and money was not enough for her
For their love was tagged with restrains.
Understanding and respect was denied to her,
Like a prisoner
Chained and scanned
And eyes on her every move.
She was not free
Though in her mind she was unchained.
She was taught to wear all the social norms
A social puppet in a box until she rot.
She was never to see the ocean
Or peep through the hole for dreams.
She was dusted and placed like a show piece on the table
And not treated as a human soul yearning for discoveries.
Never looked upon was her beautiful heart full of dreams
Never was heard her songs and screams.
She wanted to escape the box and chains
But the world was too a cunning place.
A social animal she never wanted to be
She wanted to be wild like the wind
Untamed and free.
She waited but never arrived the Dawn …
She kept waiting and hoping and praying for a storm.