Cries Of A Victim Poem by swarna meenaa
Cries Of A Victim
Rating: ★5.0
Value Me For What I Am Worth,
Not In Terms Of Money Or Kind;
Same As You In Death And Birth,
Bear This In Your Heart And Mind.
You Don't Have To Lend Me Your Voice,
Just Let Me Have Mine;
Take Me For Your Sister,
That Will Make Me Fine..
Sunday, January 26, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: birth,money,sister
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
wrote this to support an essay on Women Safety.
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8/29/2026 8:04:07 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
A sublime start with a nice poem, Swarna. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.