TOMORROW

At that sunshine, the first light of the day
Took birth on my cheeks and
It was conquering my eyes
But I hesitate to woke up
Because I was unable to enjoy one more day

But, but my stomach kicked me
Out of my bed, it was too much hungry.
I was disappointed, because
As usual that day also I achieved
The position of the most suitable
Example for starvation

But it was more hard that
I was starve for affection

My legs lead me out of my hut,
And I noticed a bud in midst of thorns ,
It gave me a smile
Tomorrow it will become a rose which is
Free from scandals

But I struggled to gave
A warm replay because I knew
Tomorrow it will be plucked

That enchanting white rose bud
Was a drawn picture of mine, my figure and my life

Tomorrow she is going to be
Sundered and isolated from her mother
And a future which is completely without
Her parents who waiting for her

Tomorrow it would be like me
No one to care, no one to listen
And no one to love

No, I will never let to pluck that
Growing life, that growing future
That enchanting marvelous white rose.

Tomorrow I will become the
Guard of her future
And I will never allow anyone to
Be like me as an orphan

I can’t pay my heart once again

Published by Darshan

I'm a freelance writer who interviews transgenders and writes about their stories for social awareness about the struggles of them

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