Yellow dress
Yellow memories
Her farewell it was
Cameras clicked
Captured smiles
Perfect little moments they were
Sweet dream was what she thought
Of the things she experienced that night
Unknown to the nightmare and peril that laid ahead
Her friend and her
On the road they strolled
Waiting for their chaperones
His car arrived
Acknowledging the dark, he offered a ride
Adamant she was, on waiting
Unsure of what next, he left
A fleeting group of drunken men
Lay their lusty eyes on
The innocent flesh
Ragged breath
Horrified soul
A blink was all it took
For her to realize the harsh reality
Pleasure was all it seemed for them
Completely aware of the agony
The innocent flesh underwent
Yet they rammed into her one after another
Again and again
Oblivious to the situation of them
If one of the females close to them
Was treated the way she was
Her screams and cries; the only sound
Red was all she saw
Her insides quenching in pain
She looked into the eyes of the man
She saw not a human
But an inhumane beast
Making her writhe and moan in pain
Unanswered prayers
All alone she was
In a world of billions
Her breathing dampened
Energy reserves exhausted
Her eyesight - deserting her
The last thing she was
The beast thrashing her face
Blood was all she could see
Before she chose to close her eyes
To give up
And welcome Death
"Please make them understand the pain they inflict;
And please take care of my parents, my Lord", was all she thought
She breathed her last
And gave up.
We lose thousands of young women everyday across the world as victims to rape. This I write, as an ode to the suffering each one might have undergone before succumbing to their fate. It might not be a perfect one. But I salute every person who has lost their battle of life. You might have lost but you sure lost with pride and dignity.
Yellow memories
Her farewell it was
Cameras clicked
Captured smiles
Perfect little moments they were
Sweet dream was what she thought
Of the things she experienced that night
Unknown to the nightmare and peril that laid ahead
Her friend and her
On the road they strolled
Waiting for their chaperones
His car arrived
Acknowledging the dark, he offered a ride
Adamant she was, on waiting
Unsure of what next, he left
A fleeting group of drunken men
Lay their lusty eyes on
The innocent flesh
Ragged breath
Horrified soul
A blink was all it took
For her to realize the harsh reality
Pleasure was all it seemed for them
Completely aware of the agony
The innocent flesh underwent
Yet they rammed into her one after another
Again and again
Oblivious to the situation of them
If one of the females close to them
Was treated the way she was
Her screams and cries; the only sound
Red was all she saw
Her insides quenching in pain
She looked into the eyes of the man
She saw not a human
But an inhumane beast
Making her writhe and moan in pain
Unanswered prayers
All alone she was
In a world of billions
Her breathing dampened
Energy reserves exhausted
Her eyesight - deserting her
The last thing she was
The beast thrashing her face
Blood was all she could see
Before she chose to close her eyes
To give up
And welcome Death
"Please make them understand the pain they inflict;
And please take care of my parents, my Lord", was all she thought
She breathed her last
And gave up.
We lose thousands of young women everyday across the world as victims to rape. This I write, as an ode to the suffering each one might have undergone before succumbing to their fate. It might not be a perfect one. But I salute every person who has lost their battle of life. You might have lost but you sure lost with pride and dignity.
Nd I salute you for your thought of writing such a heart touching thing
ReplyDeleteThank you Renuka, means a lot :)
DeleteHey, I appreciate your efforts in penning this down. Good job. Your are making more people realise the cruelty towards women through this well written peom.
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DeleteAmazing Vaish! Perfectly written.
ReplyDeleteThank you Tina!! :')
ReplyDeleteI dont know you and I really happend on this by chance from talking to someone but I really wanted to say thankyou . People need to see this type of thing. so thank you for this.
ReplyDeleteLynn, why thank you and welcome too. :) I'm really grateful that you've made the time and read it :)
ReplyDeleteVery well penned! You've captured the pain behind it all. Keep writing and good luck!
ReplyDeleteProud of u....Very well written....
ReplyDeleteThanks Pinni. Means a lot 🙂
DeleteVery well written. This kind of writing should be spread widely to make the people feel the pain of a women at this situation . Men should respect women not exploit them.
ReplyDeleteKeep writing. God bless you !!
I'm glad that it's reaching out to people. Thank you so much 🙂
DeleteSurely a heart wrenching encounter. You deserve a pat.
ReplyDeleteThe moment a man draws pleasure out of someone's pain surely is turning into a daemon. And his friends, his accomplice, the society including parents who ignore such a trait are feeding the daemon to grow up and trample dreams of girls who meet such fate. And such beasts never deserve mercy even in the name of god.
It is not by by prayer or any wishful thinking will society get better, but will evolve and civilize only with attention and discussion that your likes create and share.be brave, kudos and thanks.
ReplyDeleteYour fluid and clear expressions are worth imploring...good work..
ReplyDeleteSigh ..
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