Moonmoon Chowdhury
Don’t swarm the streets
With grey placards
Don’t beg for justice
Against the act
Don’t shed no tears
Don’t mourn her death
She was just a woman
A piece of flesh!
.
Don’t lament the sight
Of her battered form
Writhing in pain
By the cold roadside
Don’t rage in vain
For her charred remains
She was just a woman
An expendable count!
.
Don’t try to delve
On heinous crimes
Committed routinely
Against her kind
Don’t lose your sleep
Over her crimson corpse
She was just a woman
An object of lust!
.
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Poignant ❤❤❤
Very poignant 💚
Hard hitting. Well done.
What a satire !
Such a poignant poem!! So Hard hitting… Brilliantly put💚💚
This hurts. It’s so sad that our kind is subjected to every form of torture. Well written dear
Rightly said Moonmoon.
Poignant! You put in words what we feel. Sent a shiver down my spine!
Such a harsh reality penned Moonmoon! Sad but true…
Beautiful poem Moonmoon
Profound my dear💚
Thank you, dear Kirti, Gowri, Sai, Sarita ma’am, Pooja, Natasha, Charulata ma’am, Amrita, Sheetal, Indrani and Sonali for reading my attempt. Your support and encouragement means so much. Very grateful to each of you.