Saturday 19 January 2013

All I did was stood in silence!


The midnight dressed a shameful black,
When the little girl, chased and attacked
The hideous men that feasted on her
Her tiny eyes, lost in a blur
The little pink frock shred and slit                                         
Her pale body, used, reused and quit.
Was it a rife, violated innocence
While all I did was stood in silence.

A country wed to corruption,
With no hope of redemption,
A land I called my own,
Only in words and flown
Nature and her children, in pollution drown
As routine as night and day, lives are burnt or blown
A motherland soaked in violence
While all I did was stood in silence

They were young, they we smitten
By the love bug they were bitten,
 They belonged to different worlds, people hurled
And so were they hunt down, found in a blood whirl
With confidence I’d write of love, its power and presence
But all I did was stood in silence

Roads were a home, pavements the bed
With ten coins, their little tummies they’d fed
Then they wished another day never dawned
For, survival was a hope long withdrawn
They lived in scant, I frowned even in abundance
Cause, all I did was stood in silence

To someone, the world was a burial ground
To someone, life is a terrifying hound,
To someone, home is a word unknown
To someone only family is lone
To someone, food is that is thrown
To someone, God has been just a stone

What do I care of, absence or presence!
For all I did was stood in silence…

8 comments:

  1. It is written really well on the note that it addresses a very important and a sensitive issue often dealt so vaguely in the puny world we live. Good choice of words :)

    Welcome to one of the beautiful writers I know! :)

    Love, :*
    -J

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  2. Jyo: A feeble attempt to try and leave the world a better place. What do I say! :) Thank you J! You've just been so supportive all the while. :) XOXO!


    Neha: Thaaaaank you! :) If only it could bring about a difference I'd be glad. :) Still we keep our hopes up and alive! :) LOVE MUCH! :*

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  3. "A land I called my own,
    Only in words and flown"
    So true in every sense,I'm touched and worried at the same time. Very well written, Greeshma.

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  4. Always there to back you girl. :)

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  5. Prashanth: Yes, totally matters of concern that need immediate effect I'd say! Thank you very much! :)

    Jyo: Love :*

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  6. moving. very moving. and disturbing in that every word rings bells in your head. what are you doing? what are you doing? why aren't you doing something.

    and the vocab here ma'am. precise. concise. that was obvious within the first few lines itself. shameful black. violated innocence. tiny eyes. hideous men.

    you should write more often. and as a free lance at least for a newspaper or something.

    on a more personal note, what do u do for a living? i mean job/ college? or is it just getting guys jaws to drop? :P

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