16 lutego 2012

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Tribhawan Kaul
Tribhawan Kaul

Trauma



She wakes upTrembling, frightened, pale
faced and humiliated


Day and night


When humans become inhumane


And shame has no place to hide.





Hunted before the crowds


Molested behind the bushes


Raped in the moving cars


Relatives, friends, goons,
terrorists or


By political czars.





Mentally mauled, physically
abused


Everyone looks on but never
rescued


Nightmarish moments never
out of sight


Living dead or deadly living


Soul and body always in
fright.





Tender age matters to none


Everything she dreams, is
undone


In a flash, everyone jumps
in


To encash


Her innocence, her trauma,
her conscience


For five minutes of fame


Putting even THE GOD in
shame.


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copyright Tribhawan Kaul.
Note:-
The poem was selected for publication in book 'How to prevent rape & molestation' by Dr. Aroona Reejhsinghani.


Irena
23 lutego 2012 o 14:11

I loved it,a lot,it is excellent!

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Joe Breunig
23 lutego 2012 o 16:53

An intriguing piece; enjoyed the message, but found the spacing of the text distracting and gimmicky. -Joe

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Tribhawan Kaul
24 lutego 2012 o 09:11

Thanks a lot for visiting my page, Irena and Joe. I feel spacing has to do something with the transfer of poem from my browser to another. I shall see to it. Thanks.

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