A lovely Child was she <br />As flowers and mermaid hour <br />HER heart was burning with love <br />As she loved his family her home and traditions <br />But the roof of her desire was seeping as <br />What she found were ashes of her heart <br />Disgust hypocrisy and pains <br />In her tiny heart <br />Embers of love were still smouldering <br />She was weary but wanted to continue her life journey <br />I see hands of death and destiny <br />Perished all her hopes and desires<br /><br />Tayyab Ijaz<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-1972/
