Marks Of Character

One innocent girl

Imprisoned in one dark room

Hands and legs were tied

In a state of utter perplexity

Frightened and distressed

Appealing for help

But, no one’s heart melted

And no one came to set her free

After a long time, 

Someone’s trampling sent shivers 

All over her fragile frame

Her little heart became faint

There appeared a woman, 

Could she be the fairy Godmother?

She freed her from fetters

By which she was bound.

Because of that on her hands and legs

The marks of chords were visible

But the invisible marks branded in her heart

Where she was imprisoned for a lifetime

That wretched moment when she was

Abducted by someone,

Separated from parents

Sold in brothel

Just for a handful of money.

This is the place that has

Many entrances 

But with no exit

And from that same day

Leaves a lease of life

Trying to efface all the marks

Which were imprinted on her character !!!