Varshini Munivelan Sasikala Poet Free verse

WHAT’S MY MISTAKE?

WHAT’S MY MISTAKE?
I didn’t ask you for supplements,
yet you turned me into cuisine.
I didn’t ask you for a chamber,
yet you destroyed my residence.
I didn’t ask you for a cloak,
yet you tore my skin and wore my fur.
I didn’t ask you for anything—
does that give you the right to take my life too?
Did I ask you to hit us with vehicles?
Yet you walk free, without an FIR.
Did I ask you to break my legs?
Still, you drink me as soup.
Did I ask you to tie crackers around our necks
and laugh at our painful cries?
Did I ask you to kill my children
before my eyes—
while if I resist, it becomes an offence?
You ruthless demons commit every cruelty,
yet I—
born speaking a different language—
am called the mistake.
Or is being born
into this cruel human world
my only crime?
Give me space
in the womb of this world
to sleep—
and sleep eternally.

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Unseeking Seeker December 29, 2025 at 12:18 AM Powerful, poignant, painful, soul searing poem.

Beata Agustin December 26, 2025 at 2:12 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.