Don't  know what pleasure did  those animals gain, 
As they made her scream in pain. 
Rods inserted, intestines pulled out, 
She was so damned that she couldn't even shout. 
Stripped, tortured, traped and raped, 
Of her self respect she was scraped. 
No one listened, no one came,
Now the demons within her no one can tame. 
Alone in a black hole, 
She lost everything, even her soul. 
Justice is something she deserves, 
But the judiciary is under the thumb of those pervs. 
No where to go, no one to tell, 
She decided to escape that scary hell. 
With a smile on her face, 
And hand on her heart, 
She slit her wrists, 
And was dead in a gist. 



-Aditi Panjwani 
MBBS Student.

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• Quatrain •

The world can't see inside's pain
And, tears are hidden in the rain
Even if the world calls me stupid
But, Her voice affects like music

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I sniffed our wilted pink roses
When thy old letters, I dupp'd
Haue not rights to touch thou
To hug, To kiss thou forehead

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Words : Old/Middle into Morden English

Thy - your
dupp'd -opened
Haue/Hast not - have not
Thou - you (subject)

Tanka : 57577

If I do any crime!
If I hurt you more before:
Will you forgive me?
Like you forgave me before;
I like you because of these.

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Tanka : 57577

I'm alone at my place
Perhaps, someone will come here
A beautiful lady, and
Will take my hand in her hand
Maybe will say I'm with you.

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I've been thinking of life
And it was raining season
Life is worse than the hell
Why? Couldn't get reason
How and when will i get rid
From this unbearable pain
People can shouting loudly
I could not cry in the rain

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They're more loyal than world to relationship,
Those who cannot express their feelings.

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Love always choose to wait
While an expectation demands.

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Weekend

Let's begin,
Feet on feet
Following each other
Across the room,
Like a fleet
Unrequited and washed up
At shores
Unreachable and silent dead

Now pace up,
Reach my hand
Sigh
And burn
With violent fumes,
Find me a blink away
In carpeted elevators
Locked
In gaze

Finally,
Race me to the longest yard
At 3
Past midnight,
Rest on this hammock
Of tacit fears
And inhibitions,
Ask me
If I know myself,
I'll pause
And say
More each day
When I'm with you.

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