She got her family love only from her grandfather,
The rest of the constituents of the family tree didn’t even bother,
Nobody supported her except her “Granddad”
She was the victim to blame when the time came to gather.
Too much of pain at a very young age,
Anger and anxiety sought on the same page,
“Granddaddy help me once again?” she begged,
All the tears were stopped in there, like a cage.
Braveness like this was never seen before,
The paper of emotions struck by hate, then tore,
She begged for more love, and so did her grandfather,
But his love was all she got and not a penny more.
Other members of the ménage criticizing all along,
The usual harsh words ran by through her light like an overheard song,
They say that god gives happiness to those who have patience
She wondered what was taking him so long.
She was an orphan with her parents alive,
She was the only child, with brothers just five,
Grandpa was her beginning, grandpa was her end,
In the pool of peace she longed to dive.
To stop her from ruining her life, the old man stood by her side,
He was her brother, friend and also her guide,
She cried every time she thought about his sacrifices for her,
In front of others, her hobby was to hide.
When pain was not just not her cup of tea,
She didn’t just get the cup, she got its sea,
Oh she bleeds anger and screams in silence,
This was not how it was supposed to be.
Protests and riots storm her heart’s gate,
Any thing happy now was just too late,
Grandpa Grandpa was all she said,
She was his faith, he was her fate.
He whispered strong words into her ears,
He stopped her never ending tears,
There was only one thing about her Grandpa though,
He had been dead for twenty eight years.