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Mute Witness

She befriended me
Hugged me
Singing with the breeze
She swung in my arms
I was happy to be one
Among her friends
But today
She swings
But as a corpse
I remain
A mute witness
There is only a breeze
Eerie and vacuous
Sans her song

Please save me
And my daughters!

 
(On ‘World Environment Day’ this poem is dedicated to the minor rape victims of Badaun (U.P. - India) and the sad tree they were hanged from...)

05-Jun-2014

More By  : Dr. Madhavi Godavarthy

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Comments on this Poem

Comment very touchy..

Rupradha
06-Jun-2014 11:04 AM


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