Surrounding hands along with names,
Unpleasant loads of pains,
Loaded and heavy as sack,
But there is no way other than to back.
Undesirable actions of the man kind,
Untamed creatures of the creation,
Feelings of them while seeing me is only
frustration....

Black I am in my appearance,
Beautiful I am in my inner presence.
Attractive enchanting they are in faces,
With only sense of cruelty in their hearts.
Dull and dusky as the night sky I am,
But as the moon and star my heart is...
Bright and clear as the morning they are,
Behind the clarity of sky the humidity
kills..

Eagerness to study and learn a lot,
Scared by my classmates and lot.
Insulted I am for my colour,
Teased in the name of humour.
Titled I am as an untouchables,
Fighting and struggling for our rights.
We go through the faces of society,
No matter how many stones they
throw........

© Apurva