To my heart’s agony
And I feel
Pain crawling over me
Numbing my mind
I question Nature
To give me a reason
For the resentment I feel.
I am a woman
But I too am human
I bled in the past
When a young body cried
As men experimented
Their dirty passions with me
Tearing me apart
Savagely devouring me
I crumbled beneath
As eighteen brutal men
Sowed and reaped me
The harvest I carried
Always the woman’s to blame
Death, tell me
Should I call you?
Or must I survive
Devoured and eaten?
Creator tell me
Is it erroneous?
To be born a woman?
Aren’t I yours?
Life, answer me
Don’t I too ‘ve a heart
To love and be loved?
My ambitions and dreams
I too am human
How long shall I take refuge
In the arms of hope
Life am a defeated woman
Sinking into deep oblivion
Published in the anthology “In celebration”, in the school magazine in a very mutilated form(because convent censors found my writing bordering on blasphemy).
ANUSHA.U.R.
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15 yrs
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