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Story described as poem…Hope some one likes,


Yes indeed She has grown up with time…

Born as infant, one with divine soul,
Totally unaware of world that’s foul.
Child disliked for being girl,
With passing time who became precious as pearl.
Yes indeed she has grown up with time…

As a child she neither argued nor fought,
Even if it was for her own better thought.
I wonder if it was love, respect or just fear,
that made her drop a silent tear.
Yes indeed she has grown up with time…

With mothers love, & Father’s pride,
Considering herself as a destiny’s child.
She played, she laughed, she danced & cried,
Learnt everything that was considered wise worldwide.
Yes indeed she has grown up with time…

At the tender age of twelve,
her life was completely shelved.
Living behind numerous priceless memories,
Someone from her world, now only remained in stories.
Yes indeed she has grown up with time…

She couldn’t cry to her grief,
No words for her pain to brief.
It’s time that flew as years,
Slowly yet steadily wipping her tears.
Yes indeed she has grown up with time…

She made friends & foes,
for fun & togetherness she was always on her toes.
She took to the school of life, with full joy & delight,
Found relations & friends like day’s light, with betrayal & hatered as a dark night.
Yes indeed she has grown up with time…

She studied, she learnt, she graduated,
She took happily everything that was fated.
She now earns, much more than she spends,
But somewhere in life true happiness descends.
Yes indeed she has grown up with time…

She tweets, She buzzes,
posts millions of thoughts on facebook, just to socialize
But pain in her heart always remains quite unrealized
Yes indeed she has grown up with time…

Yes indeed she has grown up with time…

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