The girl from the dream

8:59 PM


I dreamt a girl from a distant past
A girl of happiness; of songs and dance
Her soul so light, in her, joy resides,
Oh what I wouldn’t do, to bring her back to life

She woke up weak, her hands tied
Her mouth bruised, her legs pushed to a side
Through muffled screams, her body tried to fight
Roaring at her, she saw, four vicious pair of eyes

A decade passed with hurt and grief
Nothing to hold onto, not even her own beliefs
Her life inaudible, but a powerful scream
Yet none heard her, and her efforts finally ceased.

They laughed, when she paid the price
Her life, everyone but she, could decide
When the world abandoned her, I stood by her side
Because if I didn’t, no one else would even try

I felt unclean as I woke up from the dream
I tried not to cry, I am no more fourteen
The pain unbearable,
Society was mean
For as they touched my body,
The world suppressed my screams.

Oh what I wouldn’t do to bring me back to life
I’ve tried everything, but I barely survive
My soul broken,
My body paralyzed
Help me someone, before the rest of me dies



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3 comments

  1. Brilliant prose.. I like the simplicity and yet how it really speaks out..

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  2. Woww Kripa! This is beautifully written. You can really feel the depth of it while reading.. Keep writing more poems!! :)

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