Collective Unrest

 

The one eyed doll

February 13, 2019

*TW for sexual assault of an underage girl

 

A young little girl
In the eleventh summer of her pleasantly wretched life
With a heavy bag on her little shoulders
And a language book in it
Walked her way

With sun scorching on her head
And hays around
A little less fresh
A little more dry
She walked…
And approached an elevator
Where joined her a beast
With doubtful eyes
And augury
She trembled “2nd floor”
Little did she knew
Of the tragedy upon

The beast toyed her like
A dead doll, with one eye out
Mauled, groped, abused
And silenced her
Then threw her away
In the stairwell of shock
Of mental instability and tears
Naked
With scars fatal;
Brownish maroon

She rose with the next sun
With great remorse hidden
On her reposed face
Pretending to walk off it…

Time took a flight
And the dark memories in the head
Printed like a bad negative
From which she couldn’t head away
She couldn’t grow
She shut them in a box of her mind
With dust now there
But sorrows afresh, with sorrows afresh

 

Shreya Tandel is a self-established poet or you can say, amateur poet; from India. Her poem “Inadvertently Alive” was featured in the blue pages literature magazine’s 2018 September issue. When she isn’t writing or is glued in front of a computer/cell phone screen, she spends time singing north Indian classical music and reading the Bhagavad Gita and pretending very hard to be happy, even though she isn’t. You can reach her at shreyaatandel1526@gmail.com or on Twitter at @merakuchsaamaan.

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