In vain I cut a vein hoping bleeding stops the breathing
Breathing causes pain, a pain that I don’t feel receding
A door that shatters dreams can silence screams from rising
Fathers hurt their daughters just so they can keep them crying
Crying leaves no stains but drains me of all emotion
Emotionless and numb, we will succumb to the devotion
Raping a person murders the soul; he stole innocence and trust
Loveless eyes and tears from skies, he invokes disgust
I cut my veins in vain for I still feel my soulless breathing
Apathy and urgency extenuate the pain that’s not receding…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem