She was drugged,
With the illness of the bleak world,
She was drugged,
With the intoxicating words of people,
She was drugged,
With the inseperable seperation from her own parents,
She was drugged,
With the honor of being the rustle cynosure of all eyes,
She was drugged,
With the backstab of the ill-spelt words,
She was drugged,
With the society having suppressing her with emotions that are abominable,
She was drugged,
With the ravine of tears running down her cheeks,
She was drugged,
With the hell pricking letters accusing her of her body,
She was drugged,
With the non way of having her figure corrected,
She was drugged,
With the statement which was crystal clear that she had been dying every single moment after she was dragged in this world,
She was drugged,
With the etiquettes of God having made her in a way which was a medium for others to body shame her,
She was drugged,
With the help of drugs,
She was drugged,
To death by the grating and raucous world who left her giving an option of a fan with a long scarf.

© Krishna Parmar

Hello people! This poem is not to hurt anyone, it is just to show that how people are getting body shamed and how it leads to suicide. Respect God's decision or He will not respect you!