If I Was Not Put In A Cage

If I was not put in a cage,

I would have written my story on a longer page.

 

But it was not so,

My story was as small as a finger toe.

 

Knees in a hole with the love of

I had a dream,

To go, run, flow carefree as a 1 to my stream.

But it was not so,

I regret i could not properly grow.

I desired to achieve everything thing I wanted,

Seeing me playing cricket, my mother taunted,

You are a girl so beware,

Woman like Mithali Raj, PV Sindhu, my mother wasn't aware.

I wanted to pursue sports,

Playing marvellously in courts,

But it was not so,

I could not take the courage to grow.

Don't play anything-were the words of my mother,

All the independence was given to the undeserving brother,

Learn all household chores,

And lock yourself in a husbands' door.

This was the fate of my life,

Instead of a bat or racket, I had a knife.

That hand could have done wonders,

But people in this world only like blunders.

I said everyone a good bye,

I was going to die.

I had no other choice.

Because I was not allowed to make noise!

That girl had nothing but clear skies,

Not even a tear but lonely eyes.

She could have been saved,

If she was not slaved,

But she was put in a cage,

Otherwise she would have written her story on a longer page.