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Friday, 28 December 2012

This poem is dedicated to the memory of the unfortunate Delhi gangrape victim. May she find peace


The mutilated Self


Her veiled heart,
Lost in the world of lust.
Drifting among the soulless soul,
Shrouded in shame and disgrace.

Seized of her dignity,
Ravaging her mind, her body..
A mutilated sense of self.

Wounded and broken She lies
Screaming into the silence;
Slithering for justice.
Calm she never found.
Yet why??
The torment she waged ?
The demons faced?
Inexorably sapping the life out of her
Till she is nothing but a shadow of remains.

Now,
She lies in rest, mingling with the ashes
Her soul remains seeking out her revenge.

10 comments:

  1. Yashomana, this is really touching. May her soul rest in peace and may those evil doers' heads get separated from their shoulders...

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  2. Nobody is talking about her now... Its good one. May she rest in peace.

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  3. Why is ur blog titled "Grass on my Grave"?? any specific reason for that??? and why is your poems filled with sadness?? i would like to see one which really symbolizes the true meaning of ur blog name... A new start, enthusiastic about new dawn... Thanks!!

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  4. Dear Anonymous Thanks for commenting.. well its titled "Grass on my Grave" its not just negative connotation grass is also a symbol of life and grave symbolizes death so grass is ushering of new life.. n i will keep your comment in mind and work on it.

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  5. You can try my other blog too.. http://aseeking.blogspot.in/

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  6. beautiful tribute to the departed....

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