Daughter Poem by nancy gupta

Hari kismat si majboor hoti hain betiyaan,
Khud k hi Astitva se door hoti hain betiyaan,
So jata h jb hr koi apne gharo me,
Tab band kmre me roti hain betiyaan., , ,

Pathar _ si dikhati hain wo, ,
Magar sheeshe si hoti hain betiyaan, ..
Sbke khushi ki doli uthe,
Khud k dard ki arthi dhonti hain betiyaan..
Sapna n toote kisi apne ka,
Khud k sapno ko asoon se dhoti hain betiyaan..
Apno k samjhane pr unke liye samjh jati hain wo, ,
Aur log khte hain, 'samjhdar 'hoti hain betiyaan...
Mitti k ghar ki hon,
Ya kisi rajmahal ki rani hon, ,
Apne man (dil) ki naukrani hoti hain betiyaan.
Bahar ate hi muskrati hain wo, ,
Andr hi andar dard sjoti hain betiyaan.
Kisi ne kha hai, , , kismat se hoti hain ye, ,
Sach khte hain wo log, kuki,
Upr wala b ' tadap' uthta hai
Jab es dhraa pr roti hain betiyaan.
, ku ni samjhta hai koi, ,
Bachcha bnkr ati hain ye, ,
Aur maa bnkr khud ka hi astitva kho deti hain betiyaan.

Hari kismat si msjboor hoti hain betiyaan.....