The Dusky Girl

THE DUSKY GIRL

She was a girl with beautiful black round eye,

As childish as a puppy and as lively as a butterfly.

Her chin always up and spirit as high as sky,

But one day in a lone corner I saw her cry.

So I went to her,sat there and asked her why?

I looked into her moistened eyes that were filled with worry,

People told her that she won't get a guy good enough to marry.

And even for that her papa has to pour in a huge amount of dowry,

I frowned a little as the things she told me were indeed very scary.

And she asked me if it was her fault not be born as pretty as a fairy.

I patted on her back and asked once again what troubled her,

Sobbingly she said nobody likes her as she is dusky in colour.

It melted my heart but I could do nothing to make her feel better,

All I could add was that you may or may not be a queen for other,

But you can always love yourself and be a princess of your own world.