Poetry

Zara’s story ends

Filth in their minds

Come the dirty mankind,

As soon as alone they saw me

For their intentions they never felt sorry

They buried me in the ground

I was lost and never found,

They tore my clothes apart,

Just because they felt there hard

God I believed in u

Wasn’t my faith true?

Now dead and bruised I lay,

Why you took my life this way?

I cried in pain,

Went all in vain

But I remember them all.

Not my body but my soul,

Now is waiting for them

To play the bloody game

Their blood will spill,

I will give them a painful kill

I will fight for my condition today,

Your every blood drop will repay

Across the rivers and mountains,

My cries will creep your veins

One day I got one chance,

Full moon let my powers enhance

When every leaf started to tremble,

So cold climate they couldn’t handle

I hit them in every fierce way

Dead and headless they lay

I was content, I saw them dead

On them now the vultures fed

I would have lived a happy life ahead

That night I would have been happily wed

Now quiet & serene I lay

Zara’s story ends this way…..

                                                                      ~Shruti Gotarkar

                                                                            Kozhikode, India

3 Comments

  1. Nicely written Shruti. Powerful stuff.

  2. Varun Pratap Singh

    This is invading.. Sends down the chills !! Unbelievable writing!

  3. Shruti Gotarkar

    Thank you so much guys :)

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