Sin of Being Pure
Rape. Domestic Violence. Physical & Mental Harassment.
Biased Moralities. Prejudiced Priorities. Unwanted Principles.
The following poem is an attempt to express the feelings of a woman in pain by just being a part of our society.
No mirrors tell my story
None paint the pain I drown and die every moment in
Time doesn’t stop to know my part of the death
Introductions rot with a din
I search for heartbeats
In battered pieces of flesh, once they had a soul
Bleeding tears of carrying your disgrace upon me
A dead one with a silent yowl
Loathe me with all you’ve got
Bring all the profane grumblings, unprejudiced or unsure
I’m left with slayed dreams, you took all that was me
My only sin was of being pure
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you have expressed it very well…
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maryrose
Thanks for the support !
This is a hit; thumbs up
Peace & Light
Thank you Mira !
Brilliant!
Any writer is as brilliant as the readers he can find !
Thanks Pankaj !
Very good step taken in the shape of poem. We wish for a fearless world and God knows when we will get that?
Thanks a ton anusia..i don’t know how else to take out the frustration
“I search for heartbeats
In battered pieces of flesh, once they had a soul”
great lines…shows the pain, destruction, hopelessness and loss”
Thanks .. Old friend !
If every person had a heart like this, if every person could maintain a vision like this, then I am pretty sure, world would be a much better place for women. GREAT.
The world was made beautiful and will remain beautiful – we just need to think beyond our selfish-shelves !
Shukriya
Yeah and your blog promotes this out of the box thinking. Happy to read your posts.
Sensitively woven and expressed! Kudos!