Tell me why?
A gold fish swimming in the river,
and floats down steam,
till the current ends.
It swims in the orange sun rays of
the beautiful cool stream.
Suddenly a man came and,
caught the poor goldfish.
It wriggled through his arms,
struggling for freedom.
He lost control of the fish.
The fish skipped the forest,
asking for help,
and reached in the hands of a women,
hiding behind the rock.
Her hair was as gold as goldy locks.
Her eyes were blue as the ink of a pen.
Her lips was red as the crimson sky.
She was scared of something, or someone.
The women told all the sorrows to the fish.
The gold fish thought in her mind.
“Why women are not coming
in front of the society?”
we must fight for women’s right.
Women should not stand still like a puppet,
But they should rise like a scarlet sun
of the gamboge dawn.
But why, my little goldfish was found
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