ANNIHILATION
With no strength to fight;
no will to live;
she woke up with great fright;
striving a bridle-path towards great divide.
Trembling with dread,
eyes bowling with reminiscing the grievous act;
face full of repentance;
criticizing her way of tact,
soundlessness or peacefulness u say?
brutal than Satan's mind they played;
blood and blood only blood was there;
and a pinch of lamenting was dazzled everywhere.
was this kept to be secret? a twist on the path,
striving with full contentment;
lying there with a will of freed;
this should be only between us, they leered with greet
~ poetic priti
YOU ARE READING
ANNIHILATION-A FATE WORSE THAN DEATH: SEXUAL ASSAULT
PoetryON A QUITE NIGHT , WHERE SHE WAS HEADING TO HOME HAPPILY FROM HER WORK AND THEN SUDDENLY THERE COMES A GROUP OF MENS ON A BIKE WHIRLING AROUNG HER LIKE A BEE. SHE WAS SCARED TO DEATH BUT THEN SOMEONE FROM THE GRP GRABBED HER DUPATTA(SCARF) AND ONE...
