Clarion Call Of A Damsel!

Oh! Little fairy your birth is still a mystery for the pretending ignorant.

Traversing your trail, you picked up the clue that was strangely brought to you.

You neither had an idea what it was or what it would turn into;

True, the one who sows is as well unaware of what it is & what it would be

Still however does it still not strike to him that he is the stranger who put you in danger?

And continues still playing hide and seek never to reveal the real culprit he is!

Apple seeds sown don’t grow to become mango trees!

Is the world ignorant, oblivious or pretending to hibernate under this truth?

That your pristine beauty is overlooked in all the caught-up mess!

Oh! Beauty behold your existence as fertile as mother earth who continues to be abused;

Never to be realized that you give your bosom to feed these strangers who still suck your existence!

Oh, dear where is your magic wand? You could spell the truth out, unfold all the mystery that lies dormant;

Shout out, without me do you have any other place oh! parasite!

Give me my due charm, that lay under your suppressed

To reveal my true identity that I could reveal & behold!