An ode to Nirbhaya

Survivor - A Poem

I was raped

My soul was clenched with iron claws

And ripped away from my body

My body torn into pieces

As beasts feast on it

Losing my conscience

I barely cling to life

I’m burnt to ashes from inside

I can’t sleep

I can’t breathe in peace

I have nightmares haunting me

I’ve lost childhood memories

I’ve lost memories of love

All I have in me are these scars above

They’ve imprinted on my very being

I am traumatized forever

I can’t face the world

I know I'm bleeding inside

But I'm gonna rise

I'm gonna rise to fight

So that no one else has to go through it again

No one else has to see a day like mine

I’m gonna rise! I’m gonna fight!

Nari shakti hai! Nari maa hai!

Tumne apne maa ka balatkaar kiya

Jal jao aag mein tum

Tumhare paap ka prayaschit nahi

Apni maa ko maar dala

Har stree ko lalkara

Maut bhi tumko sahi saza nahi

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