No means No!
In Kolkata's shadowed night, a tale unfolds, Where silence wrapped its cloak in darkened holds, A girl, her shift concluded, sought a brief repose, In a seminar room, where quiet shadows pose.
A night of silence, cold and stark, Where hope lay shattered, dreams left dark, Beneath the lamps, a stark betrayal, Innocence met with sorrow’s veil.
The city's heart beats loud and clear, Yet echoes drown in mounting fear, Justice sought in murky haze, While victims' tears trace silent ways.
Her uniform, once prideful, now marred, A reminder of the night, scarred, Injustice roams where hope should reign, Her night shift now a haunting pain.
In Kolkata's soul, the pain remains, A reminder of our deepest chains, For every voice that cries in vain, A call for change, for break from pain.
" STOP"
Stay away from me Moumita said!.
Copyright © Akshita Bohra | Year Posted 2024
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