A girl is born

No one whispered in my ears,

no warning given,

forever I’ll be looked down upon,

hinted by none,

No jubilation, no celebration,

no sweet distribution,

to God, no thanks given

I’m unceremoniously born

 Again born a girl,

unneeded, an alien

how to get rid of me,

 how to disown

its unclear, unknown

me, a girl infant born

To be battered or thrown,

or dumped in nearby drain

To be throttled or gagged,

flashed with acid,

 or to be flamed

left in a lonely lane or park,

to get devoured by jackals in dark

To be pushed from roof top,

or spill poison in tongue,

to bury in a pit alive,

or to a pond to be flung

Fact to be kept concealed

parenthood not be revealed

D’ confinement news,

 no one should learn

hush it up quietly,

be a clean person,

a girl is born

unwanted since a gamete,

or at any stage they detect it

to a MTP clinic, dragged my mom,

to get rid of me, an unsought item

My aspirations, my nightmares,

kept aside, ignored, no one cares

I’m not as good as a boy,

a cause of concern

boundaries erected, lines drawn,

Struggle at each step to stay alive,

an infant, toddler or a house wife

May be a surgeon,

or executive of dignified look

yet a gender bias query,

 if I can cook

my potentials never assessed,

no gravity given

a girl is born

The X allele gene in me,

my father’s contribution

If it was a Y,

I would have been a son

All would have been glad,

an SMS flash, 
born a brilliant lad

Escaped for some reason,

survived entire treason
a girl is born

  Happened nothing such,

now I’m grown up

but scared to face

d’ carnivorous folk

Born so healthy,

a baby full term,

to be flesh fond hyenas’

 food item!

My future in hibernation,

no way to ascertain

On forehead destiny exists,

written in concealed script

Eyelash to ash, all intact,

yet a scrutiny of my body parts

Sky may fall,
 any odd may happen,

I’m granted no freedom

Betrayed by values and terms

a girl is born

Quiet enjoyable

even a rabbit raising,

but it’s a curse,

a daughter upbringing

Petrified to rear me,

may end up in bankruptcy

A wastage, all my expenses

spend on food, fancy dress

Educational identity craze

a frantic run in a rat race

Finally a groom search project,

 send off with dignity and grace

my fate utterly uncertain,

a girl is born

Happily married!

 but an infertile husband,

as an ominous spinster,

I’m always blamed,

A divorce, then a remarriage

 in d’ offing

Who to unfold d’ real thing

How to establish,

my innocence

I’ve no fault,

how to convince!

 Supported by none

no trace of light for me,

in limitless horizon,
a girl is born