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Shackled like a prisoner, feeling the scars which they left behind
She is sitting on her bed tired as hell, but do they really care
She has a job to do tonight submit herself completely, ignore everything like she’s just a blind
She never had been with a man before; can’t they understand she is just not ready to show her body bare
At the end of the hefty function followed strictly as per the great pandit
They held her up, made her walk even though all she wanted was just a long sleep
Her eyes were already swollen and throat completely choked with dress so fit
She dreamt of something else, and that day people celebrated, laughed and some perverts also touched her like creep
She was the one who was grasping things faster than her brothers
Who was made to give up on her dreams, lot before she had actually begun
One day they dressed her up and she toddled in-front of few coward money suckers
Who judged her from their very first gaze on her skin tone, they needed a fair one for their creepy underachieved son
Tonight, she has been put in the shiny dress and a thick makeup on her face
Because the unknown 600 people will be striving to judge her yet again
She’s already feeling the burden, still couldn’t realize who was doing what in her life’s race
Her walk tells a lot, fearing even of the slightest slip as if she was walking on a sloppy floor in a heavy rain
Coming back to the night where each second was bringing a feel of disgust
Wow the thoughts in her mind would plunge the nerves of even the dead
But no, she can’t speak argue or refute to lie naked and satisfy his reckless thirst
Listen you morons she wants to erupt and yes you hold the cred
She doesn’t know what marital rape is neither do the people who raised her up
Gave the license to that insane to change her life into a misery on a whole
She can’t say no, that’s what she has always been taught without even a single hiccup
They can’t afford the marriage to fail else they will kill themselves or her innocent soul
The door opens and she hears a creek, she couldn’t look up
If she would a judgment would hit on her face really hard, yes, he may call her a shameless whore
She hears the footsteps approaching closer, she shrinks impatiently feeling really fucked up
The distance was inversely proportional to the comfort zone this she wanted to tell with a loud roar
She flinched with his first touch which fell directly on her shoulder
The smell of the alcohol now prevailed in the entire room with the nervous air
A twenty-one-year-old wanting to run away has just been chained with a boulder
The one feeling on earth which she is getting today, she could never utter or share
Fragile like a blossom, but he undresses her rightfully and then thyself
Without even a word of love started planting kisses on the chained spirited girl
He is unstoppable, her small hands can’t stop him from invading itself
It wasn’t what making love felt like, it was more of a prey hunting by a drunken churl
She is crying slowly from inside, outside could only afford few tears in pain
He smothered her along and she moaned constantly asking him to forestall
She bled and cried but it was all legal in that closed room with people outside all insane
She has just been sold, presented and then raped. All she could do was just a crawl and a fall
Don’t make her collapse from inside, the self-respect is ever dwindling
She’s sinking and yet no one to call out for the help. Isn’t she all alone
Her heart is crying loud but the tears have dried up with all the wrangling
After that night, she hates herself and the voices in her head are even worse than the cacophone
Stop this ridicule before it’s too late
Stop killing her dreams and deciding her fate
Stop choking her up to death and let her be part of this strife
Please Please Please bring her back to life
She is a daughter a mother and a wife
You can’t even imagine how hard it is to manage all of this in one single life
The society teaches and turns a boy to a legal rapist
Amidst the girl is told to compromise, be on the bed every time the boy will ask and never escape it
All they need is a little more support and less stereotypes
They have already triumphed the space, mountain and the ground in spite of all screams and cries
Love her adore her value her and then see she will be a wonderful partner even more than a wife
Please Please Please bring her back to life!
-©Abhishek
Bring Her Back To Life!
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