We all have our childhood memories,
happy and kind…
She too had hers,
but not so good and fine…
She was her father’s princess
just like us
& everybody’s happiness
related to hers’……
Everything was sorted in her little life,
all good, no bad vibes…
But they say, life is unpredictable,
so did changed hers….
As children we all loved playing games,
so did she.
But who knew
that her life would be made a game soon…..
All she knew was
this game causing her pain,
She didn’t want to play it anymore,
but playing or not playing wasn’t in her hand…
She didn’t know what it was,
nor could she name it to anybody…
She wished she could have dared to speak,
told someone the reason of her lost smile…
All the things she went through,
made her a person new.
The scars that you put in her life
she wore them as a badge with pride…
They say, time heel all the wounds.
Now its been years,
but every time those memories are recalled
She so wish,
if she could have dared to speak,
just once….