#review #poetry #speakup #women

Domestic Violence.
Physical & Mental Harassment.
Biased Moralities. Prejudiced Priorities. Unwanted Principles.

The following poem is an attempt to express the feelings of a woman in pain by just being a part of our society.

SIN OF BEING PURE

No mirrors tell my story
None paint the pain I drown and die in
Time doesn’t stop, it doesn't heal
Introductions rot with a din 

I search for heartbeats
In battered pieces of flesh, they had soul
Bleeding tears of carrying your disgrace upon me
A lost one with a silent yowl 

Loathe me with all you’ve got
Profane grumblings, unprejudiced & unsure
Slayed dreams took all that was me
My only sin was of being pure