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Ananya Mishra

Drama Tragedy

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Ananya Mishra

Drama Tragedy

Dark Fortune

Dark Fortune

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How fragile her life is which break every day,

Cursed by the society that everyone say

Dejected as if she is a bitch

Humiliated by everyone like the slave of a rich


With tattered clothes,

She walks on the street

Begging every house with naked feet.

Wandering everywhere in search of some food;

To have, and to feed her babies too good.


Suffering all the happenstances

Passing through all circumstances.

Cruels throw stones,

Her forehead bleeds.


Huddling her kids,

She cries on her unknown deeds.

Why does she bear too much is still unknown,

This evil world and its people threw her all alone.


It's we who kill her dreams and this is a fact

These innocent ones don't need any dollar,

They need a bit of respect.


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