Acid Rain! Poem by Mohit Sharma

Her father’s princess,
innocent she is
before turning numb
letting her innerself freeze

The morning went to dusk
soon for her, that day
when she stepped out to move,
to be an unfortunate prey

Dark clouds of hatred,
aroused few manly insane
who on being refused by her,
attacked her with the ‘Acid rain’

A mere ‘No’ is what,
She finally paid for
For the rest of her life, she left
resisted to regain, her lost adore

Her blue eyes now,
doesn’t hold any vision
filled with those desperate tears
due to an obvious reason

Within a blink of an eye
she lost everything, she possess
though fighting within
to get back her social access

‘Grow up’ is the term
for all, who still conceive
that love respect is something
which can forcibly, be achieved

Neither a law, nor a nation
can stop such brutality,
Only a self-awaken reform
can change that stubborn & impaired mentality.


-unboundmohit ©