Once you get naked,
it doesn't matter if you resisted,
Or if you were ravished.
Once you are stripped,
Everyone would call you despoiled,
Fingers pointed to the forced.
The notion of death and suicide looks almost magical once people try to murder you with your own violation.
Chaahat
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The Darkest Shade Of Black
PoetryAbout that shade of black that's darker, deeper and stronger. About a black so mean that it scared death away. About the blackness in my heart that seeks to all the bright. About a black so overpowering that it degrades all smiles. About T...
