indira babbellapati

(visakhapatnam, india)

stop not these tears…


do we have the right
to be called human
just because we know
how to conceal our nudity?

do we have the right
to be called human
just because we can
translate our gibberish
thoughts into meaningful(?) words?

do we have the right
to be called human
just because we mastered
the art of standing(?) on two legs?

whoever named this natural
instinct all living organisms share
as love?

how misplaced is the emotion!
how misinterpreted is the emotion!

is it love if it craves so much bloodshed?
is it love if it doesn’t allow a young girl
her freedom to grow?

is there no way the young girl
of today be saved from the brutal
clutches of ‘love? ’

to call these brutes animals
would make the animals rebel
animals don’t know how to
muddle themselves and kill their own
in the name of ‘love’

o, god i humbly pray to you
please, please save this species
from ‘love’

o, god
save our young girls from
the maniacs on rampage
in the name of ‘love’

lacerated young bodies
acid hurled faces
no longer can i see

no longer can i stand
witness to a young girl’s
body axed and shredded
to innumerable pieces

o, god
please save us
pleaser save us
please…plea…se!


Attacking young school and college going girls with acid or axe or knife has become the order of the day. Yesterday was another incident where the maniac barged into the house and killed the parents on the spot and axed the girl for she refused his advances, in a small town- Rajahmundy in Andhra Pradesh, India. Each of these words are borne of my tears and flowed as tears…which proclaimed that there’s still something of human left in me…I don’t want to wipe these tears. It’s the way I pay for my guilt at standing a passive witness…let them flow…n fl…ow…and cleanse me and if they have the power, the world too!

Submitted: Friday, September 18, 2009
Edited: Saturday, March 13, 2010

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  • Rookie - 11 Points Stephan O''Rielly (6/23/2014 12:20:00 AM)

    As the infant learns every nuance and inflection in the spoken dialect of their parents, so too do they learn the cultural behaviours, to perfection, and it becomes their reality. in one land of peoples, nude beaches are the norm, in another, the woman is entirely covered except for slits for the eyes, and if a man so much as sees a bare arm, he is deeply affected. In some land, a woman who marrys against her fathers wishes, is subject to stoning. Once, in California, road rage was all the rage. It is like the birds, who when one of them discovered how to peck the coverings off of milk jars delivered to homes, it caught on like wildfire amongst the other birds.

    And so the rejected male, has learned this behavior to release his pain of rejection.

    Who is to blame? Has society been altered, where the tradition of parental involvement in finding matches has been abandoned, to leave the youth to their own resources in finding a partner?

    It is easy to express outrage, but a solution may need some study of uncomfortable details. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 2,485 Points Tirupathi Chandrupatla (5/27/2013 8:37:00 PM)

    How pathetic. I see that this is poet's burden. One cannot carry it long one must let it out. Society must learn how to live peacefully. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 2,485 Points Pradyumna Jyotir (2/2/2010 11:22:00 AM)

    M'am i can understand your rage...your anger....even i feel the same...Please read 'For Ruchika' and 'vow of Silence' (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 2,485 Points Dr. Ratan Bhattacharjee (2/2/2010 9:57:00 AM)

    You have given voice to silent anger of the society. Your anger will inspire a good many of your readers.
    You may read two poems of mine on Haiti.
    Loved to read more of your poems. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 9,427 Points Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (12/30/2009 9:33:00 PM)

    no longer can i stand
    witness to a young girl’s
    body axed and shredded
    to innumerable pieces...........ya it is scene of the day in all the parts of country.....we have no rights.... simply beautiful......10

    readmine...molestation bid.............cry not..............fine without you (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 9,427 Points Vjms Raju (10/7/2009 8:36:00 AM)

    The poem 'stop not these tears' really thought provoking, heart touching.in simple words, in very understandable manner even to those who have little exposer to English language. Really very good emotional, thoughtful questionnaire. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 9,427 Points Anand Madhukar (10/6/2009 10:53:00 AM)

    This write raises some very pertinent questions which need to be pondered. A good, thought provoking and concerned poem. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 12 Points Onelia Avelar (10/2/2009 8:39:00 AM)

    It seems as a poem provoked by a local problem but it is far from this and much more than this - it is an appeal for humanity... in verses, emotional and poignant... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 308 Points Saadat Tahir (10/1/2009 2:42:00 AM)

    so contemporary to our part of the world... other places have equally testing areas that the young girls have to deal with
    u wrote a very emotional and exquisite piece
    a reminder of the darker niches of the world we live in

    thanx and its a tenner (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 308 Points Alison Cassidy (9/27/2009 7:56:00 PM)

    A passionate and provocative rant against the obscenity of 'man's inhumanity to woman'. Your opening stanzas are filled with irony. Those that follow are heart-wrenching and deeply moving. Thanks for letting the world know what happens when we close our eyes to practices that legitimate power in the name of love. Excellent poetry. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 308 Points Rangarajan Kazhiyur Mannar (9/27/2009 10:29:00 AM)

    A poignant write on an incident which makes us keep our heads down in shame. Such acts of heartless people shockingly get repeated at various places. As a society we have to watch out to prevent ourselves from further degradation. An awakening poem. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 1 Points Linda Ori (9/24/2009 1:32:00 PM)

    Something has gone terribly wrong with today's society. Have we become a race of heartless human beings intent on death and destruction? When did we forget that life is a precious gift to be honored and respected? Perhaps when we remember that, war will cease and peace and love will rule the world. What will it take for that to happen?

    A powerful, deeply heartfelt plea, and a wonderful poem, Indira. Keep expressing your feelings, for if nothing is said, nothing is heard.

    Linda (Report) Reply

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