• keerthaa 6w

    They concealed their questions,
    They muted her answers,

    Their imaginations weren't poetry,
    They depicted her life
    Their judgements weren't stories
    They detailed her behaviour

    Even jokes weren't funny
    When compared to her character.

    Their gossips decorated her,
    With the words of slut and whore.
    Their eyes adorned her,
    With the ornaments of lust.

    Their Minute talks were loud enough,
    To ruin her life.

    Their concealed their questions
    They muted her answers
    And they killed her,
    "Suicide" the News reported.

    Humanity betrayed too.

    DON'T BE ONE AMONG THEM.
    ┬ękeerthaa