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Sanket Karjule Poem
Have you been stripped bare once more tonight? Didn't you?
Not like every other day—
Today, you chose to do it yourself,
Hoping to tame his rage before it erupts.
But fate repeats itself,
Just like always.
He arrives—
You smile,
Hoping to soften his mood,
Yet that stone-hearted spawn
Doesn’t even look at you.
Unhinged, he unzips,
Like a machine, he flicks on—
Twisting your legs like *Jrasandh,
Draining the life from your veins.
And yet—
Not a wrinkle of defiance creases your forehead.
You swallow every cry,
Fearing the beast might rage harder,
Fearing the beast might give you such pain that there is no cure for it
Lifeless thighs tremble in pain,
He doesn’t stop.
Yet, you remain silent.
And he speaks,
"Why don’t you say something?"
Day after day,
He sheds his failures into your flesh,
Whispering:-
"The world out there is cruel."
And you?
Do you not bear the weight of the world too?
—Translation by Prateek
Written by Sanket Karjule
*Jarasandh who is king of magadh kingdom india.....
How he killed-:
Then Krishna pulled out another leaf, tore it into two pieces and threw the pieces to opposite sides. Bhima understood the signal and when he managed to rip Jarasandha apart again, he threw the right half onto the left side and vice versa, killing him. Bhima slays Jarasandha in wrestling fight.
Copyright © Sanket Karjule | Year Posted 2025
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