Female Infanticide Poem by Shraddha G.S

I came to this world with my closed eyes,
For the dazzling light was too bright for my little eyes.
I felt sad to bid bye to my cozy dark room,
But was glad to enter my new home where my future would bloom.
I was laid on the soft crib in that cold weather,
Beside my mother who was fast asleep.
It was heaven to watch my tranquil mother,
Who would breathe deeply in her sleep.
As i waited for long yearning to be wrapped
in the warmth of my mother's sweet love,
Hunger invaded me making me feel trapped
And there were none around to care or love.
As I consoled myself and kept quiet like a good girl,
I saw a pair of white hands towards me swirl.
All I remember is the thirsty look of the sharp knife,
Eagerly waiting to end my dear life.

21st August 1995