
I stare out of the window
My eyes blur, my neck hurting
My mind blank because it got used to it
Hundreds of nights as I stayed
Wrestling under men
My self-respect crushed

I stare out of the window
My eyes blur, my neck hurting
My mind blank because it got used to it
Hundreds of nights as I stayed
Wrestling under men
My self-respect crushed

In the faint glow of a freshly lit match
He sees her crumpled body on the bed
Her delicious curves always his weakness
But her tongue
A child’s letter to God… God, who is worshiped in many forms but I have given him a name I believe in: “Universal Ear”, because he is ALWAYS listening…
Dear God,
I have learnt about many kinds of pain in life that come from getting hurt, falling down, breaking a bone but there is one kind of pain that is quite difficult to express in words. It is the pain that arises out of fear and resides within me and it is building stronger day by day.
Hidden behind the closed door, the sound of loud voices
Piercing through the wood, comes into my ears
I sit numb in the periphery of fear encircling me from all angles
A cry from somewhere inside me buried, comes out