In the silence of a night
As the world drown into a deep slumber
A painful, unbearable cry was heard
From a young woman of softness, and
innocence
Sinful hands caressed her fresh skin
Wicked lips tasted her ripeness
Smooth and hard; slow and fast
Torments of different ways and means
Though she tried hard to fight
And get out from hell
Strong hands captured her
And one by one, they tasted heaven
For how can a weak creature fight?
And run from the worlds madness
When the devils themselves
Are her captivators
Seeing no light, no hope
She just closed her eyes and prayed for life
As an innocent child
Watched the scene with eyes wide open.
Nakakatakot. I actually do not like themes like this, but on second thought, I commend you for putting into words the sad scenes- -you relate well, you painted the story.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
As an innocent child Watched the scene with eyes wide open. Innocence vs ghastliness! My views are exactly like those of Naida. Rape is a subject I hate to read or write about. but yes, on second thought, rated this poem 10 as the poet has narrated a sad scene with appealing words that many victims might relate well with their own stories.