I write a poetry of her
I when met her
She tried to show happiness
Still her happiness was in darkness.

She close her eyes,
Her heart beats in fright.
She feel his hand come tightly over her mouth,
She want to scream but can't shout.

He yanks off her clothes
As they are paper,
Something inside her
Make to scream her.

Each and every swing,
Felt worse and worse.
He pushed hard and hard,
His lips were between her legs.

She started to struggle
Tried to release herself
Of his forceful grip,
She sat there with blank face.

He stripped her of her pride,
Left her naked and loating.
She race to the bathroom,
To wash away pain in the shower.

Next morning,
He came and does it again.
And she knows
He will be back in a week.

He does it only of his human hunger.
She don't believe,
How a father could hate his daughter
For the mistake that she doesn't utter.

"It's not the time
To close your eye brow,
This time women
Please! Take a bow."


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