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Cybernated Demons

November first, Twenty thirteen. She made a choice, Established upon her Deen Her felicity blossomed in and out, Yet apprehensive jitters induced a doubt. Afflicted of their repellent gaze, Daunted of their erratic appraise. Within a clutched mentality, She anxiously cackles at her rationality. They claim she is oppressed, In truth she is expressed. Her hijab makes her strong, She knows she is not wrong. Undeterred by salt water emotions, She conceals a somber explosion. Visibly a simper, Camouflaged a whimper. Her decision was heavy, Though she knew she was ready. Risking entirety, For singularity. Veiling her glamour, To please her Master. She was still beautiful, Yet society was questionable. She is unique. They are deceit. Society damaged her. She is broken, Accused of religion. Dimly soft spoken, Due to her religion. Cybernated demons torment her, Trapped in a kingdom of torture. He was the ultimate silencer, Her detrimental enforcer. She sat there sobbing companionless. A territory brimming with masses, Attentive of the digital clashes. She was a smouldering fire, Deserted in a hellfire. Still they snickered at his immaturity, The ignorant class clown’s insecurities. No indication of guilt, For the monster he had built. The egotistical wannabe, The striver for popularity. She was mismatched. Her paradise sealed and snatched. They ridiculed her devilishly, So she reformed her identity. But from the depths of her facade, She knew. You can’t erase the colour of your skin, To please society. You can’t discard your heritage, To please society. You can’t dismiss your identity, To please society You can’t torment someone for something they can’t control. Perfection is an illusion, Of the eternally damaged. A diseased scheme, To condition beautiful creatures, To conform to fabricated ideals. To smother a candle’s flame, You dim the entire room. To scratch off someone’s surface layer gleam. You create a deep rooted scar. That blackens their glistening heart. A story about a bully, Written by a victim.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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Date: 5/23/2020 2:18:00 PM
Thanks for posting this piece of art!
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Farzeen Rashid
Date: 5/23/2020 5:22:00 PM
No problem!
Date: 5/23/2020 2:14:00 PM
Love it! Thanks for posting Vick!
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Lillian Twolsky
Date: 5/24/2020 7:18:00 PM
It's for some reason taking comments I posted elsewhere and posting them on yours. This one was supposed to be posted on Flamingo. The bottom one is the one I was posting for yours. Is this a normal glitch?
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Farzeen Rashid
Date: 5/23/2020 5:20:00 PM
My name is Farzeen, and thank you so much!
Date: 5/23/2020 2:11:00 PM
Beautiful! I love it! Every word seemed to pour out from your heart into mine! Thanks for posting!
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Farzeen Rashid
Date: 5/23/2020 5:19:00 PM
Thank you so much! That was exactly what I was anticipating. When I wrote this poem, I wanted others to personally connect to the words and understand the powerful message. Thank you for your beautiful comments!