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An Angel From the Hell

when she came to us She spoke very less Unlike other maid She was silent Brows-up seems - Filled with self respect My mom tried many ways To hear her Atleast once a day "In her past lives She might be a princess" - My mom guesstimate. Slowly & Slowly as time flies We heard her voice Descried her lovely smiles. She told my mom - "her spouse left her alone With one daughter & one son" I know, it sounds painful But believe me, very common in slums. But... She is an angel An Angel for my home An Angel for my mother An Angel without wings An Angel without feathers. She was absent From last three days We were tensed What might be happened? Finally we came to know - Heart-rending episode- At one Black Night She drank forcefully By someone, unknown She was found in the next noon At the corner of road, laid down Unconscious and undressed Undoubtedly she was raped But who cares? Her family & neighbours are silent As nothing happened 'cause it's not new there Victim may change But that Black Night Repeats at very short interval I know, it sounds painful But believe me, very common in slum. Today she came again Started working in my home Her smiles & voice vanished In a box - closed & locked. Brows-down & silent again Seems - lost somewhere In the forest of unshared pain. Yet she came to help my mother Now, I am damn sure She has been sent from heaven An Angel for my mumm An Angel from the slum From Heaven to live in the Hell She is an Angel An ANGEL from the HELL
13 March 2018 Poetry contest -Quick Fire Rapid Rhyme Sponsored by -Brenda Chiri

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Date: 9/18/2019 10:44:00 AM
This is heart breaking and I agree it is one of your best. My wife is Asian and knowing her family and culture this somehow resonates even more. I particularly like the highbrow reference and how the brow dropped yet somehow her nobility was not diminished.
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Sakshi Singh
Date: 9/18/2019 10:52:00 AM
Thank you so...... Much. Your appreciation means a lot to me.
Date: 3/14/2018 11:56:00 PM
Oh you have written this poem really really beautifully, probably the best one of yours so far. Yeah you re right such a thing is reall common now a days, there are many wolves on the street but no one can recognize them because they are dressed in sheep's clothing, it s so sad that now a days women aren t safe, so everyone should remain conscious and we should never trust anyone no matter how nice they are, coz wolf are often in sheep s clothing
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Sakshi Singh
Date: 3/14/2018 11:59:00 PM
Thanks for such a chummy compliment..yup you are right.
Date: 3/14/2018 5:58:00 AM
- I love angels poems :) - A great one, Sakshi :) - Angels exist and everyone is different - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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Sakshi Singh
Date: 3/14/2018 6:00:00 AM
Thanks for the compliment!
Date: 3/13/2018 3:30:00 PM
Such an amazing story you told through your poetic pen..
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Sakshi Singh
Date: 3/13/2018 6:16:00 PM
Thank you so much!!
Date: 3/13/2018 2:04:00 PM
You painted her portrait well..her image comes alive in your words..a story of caring.. amid dreadful events.. like the one you describe.
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Sakshi Singh
Date: 3/13/2018 6:16:00 PM
Thank you so much for such a pleasing comment!!

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