Anxiety of a girl child

Beautiful eyes and lovely curls,

Divine soul full of pearls.

Delicate arms holding globe,

No one for a helping rope.

Sparkling eyes full of tears,

Gazing all men full of cheers.

Betrayed by son and father,

Left alone even by mother.

What is there in a son?

I am not the reason for fun.

He enters the world with praises,

I am gifted with sarcastic phrases.

Preying God to fulfill their pleasure,

Only boys on earth full of hunger.

It’s the time to feel the fear,

Let them live isolated all year.