Poem: A Broken Doll

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The one which broke once long back
The one which couldn't heal ever
Long back for the wounds have lasted now
The scars still seem fresh
The pain is healed but it ignited a fire
The fire of revenge but not of violence
The fire grew bit by bit each passing moment
Maybe, to make them realize, was its only motive
The realization of the sins to the culprit was difficult but never impossible
Determination, patience, and wisdom were her weapons in the war
The war against evil
The war for her dignity
She remained standing in the wind and thunder
She answered the filthy questions in the courtroom for she was the victim
Victim of inhumanity
Victim of the rage
Victim of the orthodox mindsets
Victim of her own choice
Choices to wear what she wanted to
Choices for exploring the city despite the needles of the clock
Choices of the people  she wanted to be with
Choice of trusting people out of humanity.

-Ira Pandey.

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