I Will Still Rise

by Rupradha Mookerjee

Whip me with your harsh words
Or flog me with your slangs,
I will still rise into the light
Out of the darkness pangs.

Avoid me with your stillness
Deface me with your insensitivity,
I will still rise paying no heed to
The games of your deceptivity.

Kill me with your detestation
Slay me with your treason,
I will still rise out of the blues
And elope out of the prison.

Slap me with your thousand lies
Mock me with your bitter tongue,
I will still rise of the myriad wounds
And the stones that you have flung.

Daunt me with your male chauvinism
Scorn me with your arrogance,
I will still rise ignoring all of it
And shine bright in elegance!

17-Oct-2011

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Comments on this Poem

Thanks a lot Sir.

rupradhamookerjee
20-Oct-2011 11:05 AM

Do rise, dear friend. Do rise above the debris of human relationship that shall whip, slash, slit your sweet and loving emotions. Love.

Kumarendra Mallick
19-Oct-2011 12:13 PM