Vengeance by Anushree Pal

I will beat you
till you are half dead,
crying for mercy
on your bloodstained bed.

I will rip your skin
and storm your head
bruise your face till
it's crimson red.

Agonized you fall
at my feet,
afflicted by the agony faced,
realizing the grievance
of your deed,
you fall helpless, abashed
and amazed!

This is a reward
for your shame,
and the torment
that you had sown.

Now, I ask you
the question same,
how does it feel to taste
medicine of your own??

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March 02, 2012

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Comments on this Poem

very true. it's just a small effort towards eradication of domestic violence.

odyssey
03/02/2012 10:49 AM

I wish it can be done to the brutes who do this to women!

plasticpoet
03/02/2012 10:11 AM

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