Cry Poem by Sudip Chatterjee

Cry! No, it's not a midnight cry;
Cry of daily life,
Cry of anguish, cry of pain,
Cry of respect melted in rain.
Her desire been suppressed
Since long evil days,
She has been tortured,
She has been caged.
Nothing in her life she can dream,
Beat of life turned into scream.
Still she believes in her life,
Becoming a daughter, sister & wife.
She finds her freedom are among those,
Who are nearer, who are close.
Her chapter of life doesn't end here,
Tears are hidden, but love us with care.