Crushed Pinions - Plight Of A Raped Girl Poem by Parul Rastogi

She
Is turned
Emotionally defunct
Smouldering
That
She lost her chastity!
Evil hands
Of a devil
Robbed
Her all dreams
And returned
Myriad wounds to her soul
Scratches on her body
Will fly soon
But;
Marks on her soul
Will last forever
To remind her
Lost purity...
Mirror!
Her best friend
Now
Irritates her
Why? ? ? ?
He made me dirty?
She cries...
Her pinions are crushed
Mercilessly
She
Is now
A gracian urn!
Carries nothing but ashes...