A Tragic Fairy Tale Poem by Pankti Vadalia

A Tragic Fairy Tale

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The world to her was a fairy tale
Till the moment she came across
That Dark Day.
The Sun shone;
But there was no glow.
The night had fallen since long;
She was pretending to enjoy her walk
All alone.
On that silent road.

But somewhere inside, she was scared.
Scared like any other girl,
Afraid like any other woman.
And Alas. Her intuition was right.
Her enemies came on a bike.
The strangers were some five-six men;
No. They were not Humans.
And she knew it was Death Himself
In that horrific Silence.

Within a blink, they caught her.
She screamed, but the road was silent.
They caught her cloth.
She cried.
Still, nobody heard, nobody bothered.
The dignity of which she was so proud
Was snapped away from her.
So cruelly.
So brutally.

The men didn't actually snatch her cloth.
They snatched the 'Girl' inside her.
They tore the dreams she once
Used to see about her fairy tale.
They tore the Daddy's-doll.
They tore the bride her lover saw in her.
They tore the mother her mother wished her to be.
They tore her brother's sweetest charm.

Oh How powerful the men were;
They just snatched a piece of cloth
And made her life a useless froth.

They tore her soul
And she died.
But I don't know why
The world says 'she survived'.

The law cannot punish those men.
She is tired of narrating her pain again and again.
She now doesn't even aspire for justice
And just wants to rest in peace.

So one morning she puts an end to the scrap
That the society addresses as 'her body'.

There she lays in the graveyard.
Her brother comes everyday to her grave,
And cries each day,
Regretting letting his sister do a job for her dignity.
Ahhh! What an Irony.

I want to see if anyone can hear my words,
And free me and my sisters from this curse;
So that we don't regret being a woman,
And calling all of you a human.

Wednesday, August 27, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: tragedy
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
A small attempt from my side.
A tribute to all the victims of molestation.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chinedu Dike 11 October 2014

A horrendous narrative poem, well articulated, written with insight to hammer home the point. It's horrible what rape victims go through in the hands of the perpetrators of such abominable crimes. A nice piece indeed. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.

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Meena Nair 29 May 2018

Nice once. All should react to this act of persons by tooth and nail.

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Kruti Shah 29 May 2018

This poem is well narrated, I hope this reaches to all, so as to stop horrendous act of molestation and battle that victim and family faces. I hope this poem is translated in as many languages as it can, so that each and every line of this poem reach as many people it can. This will be best step to stop horrendous act of molestation. My best wishes to you...

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Pankti Vadalia 29 May 2018

well written and good to read, poems with expression

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Khairul Ahsan 31 October 2017

'The men didn't actually snatch her cloth. They snatched the 'Girl' inside her' - heart wrenching lines from a 17 year old girl. You have vividly depicted the horrendous act of molestation and the unbearable emotions of the victim.. I hope your readers hear loud and clear the last four lines of your poem.

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Fog Runner 25 June 2016

There is a place prepared for all men who cruelly abuse women. The rapists all go there when they die, and the punishment they justifiably experience once arriving there will be both terrifying and endless.

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