Hina Saxena Poet Prose Poetry

I Am She

I am 'SHE'. 
The form of Goddess 'Durga' & 'Laxmi', 
I used to be. 

But where the hell I'm today? 
Where in the search of 
my own identity, 
I have to pay. 
In this patriarchy, 
my soul has been killed 
& body has been groped. 
Each & every step outside 
has become exploit for me. 
Eyes scanning my body, 
& indecent remarks for me 
everywhere,I use to hear and see. 

I am languishing here, 
living with low spirits 
& fed up of my bug-bear. 
Of being raped & abducted, 
I always have the fear. 
I'm anguished in this milieu, 
sighing and sheding tears 
in the corner of my room. 
My regular nightmarish experiences 
made me to cry over my doom. 

More than chilly & pepper sprays, 
propriety in society will help me. 
And I'm waiting for 
that pleasant day when 
safety will go hand in hand with 'SHE'..

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Amy Green March 8, 2014 at 12:02 PM Great, vulnerable write here. Enjoyed - I was in your mind when I read this. Sympathy poetry, who knows. Sweety if this is true then you need.. Get a gun