There are wounds 
Which are visible to the world 
But there are scars
Which introduce the world to us 
"The scars of childhood"
When a kid has to bloom and cherish,
They pierce the skin underneath 
When smile of happiness should be on face,
Tears of pain and anger run through the
chubby wave 
When family has to be the only heaven for the child,
It becomes the demon of his innocent life 
When he has to give shape to his 'hope so' bright future, 
He gets tangled watching the present rupture 
With more and more pain adding on 
More disheartened he become 
As scars are more when compared to love 
But.. 
A child is a child 
Who gets happy and thinks world as the most beautiful place  
Even by the slightest love shown to him
And this arises the hope 
Hope of one day things to become normal 
Hope of one day his wishes will be true 
Or..
sometimes the hope is to get rid off everything
And a child falls...
©_prernasaini