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Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Lines of Revolt

Watching the steam
raising and revolting
every minute
The rain drops
Hit the parched earth.

No one accepts submission
Just like that...
Neither did she,
When they dragged her
Into the attic...
Neither did she,
when they whipped her
Every night with a cloth
Muffing her shouts of pain.
Neither did she,
When they drowned her,
Lowering her few-hours-old-little body,
Into the vessel of gurgling water.
Her final wail reverberated
Though the quiet homes
Down the road-
Just like the constant hissing
Of the perched earth.


respectandacceptance said...

this is a very deep piece, very haunting. Wonderfully put together.

rmshanmugam said...

yes, very haunting and painful

sillyfrogsusan said...

This just give me nightmares! Certainly, a powerful moment that I experienced in your thoughts!

fiveloaf said...

nice.. glad to be of acquaintance. my entry if you have time..

Purvi said...

Exceptionally well written.
I am here ~

charleslmashburn said...

Beautifully written, yet disturbing, too.

My weekly entry:

zongrik said...

is this about human trafficing? or just a metaphor?

yash1229 said...

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Morning said...

abstract and creepy.
thanks for sharing.

Chintan said...

Loved what you did with words....very impressive...

Ann LeFlore said...

Loved your words thank you for sharing my entry this week is

sowmya said...

soulful :)

The Cello Strings said...

heartfelt words.
well written.

JamieDedes said...

Hauting and sad ... Good work here.

Kirtimalini said...

Nicely written. Haunting, infact.
It is so true that we still don't know how to treat our women, girls...