Wednesday, 17 December 2014


Remembering Nirbhaya... 16/12/2012

Tears decry

Shrieks echo the curse

Vapours of my blood

Are desperate to condense

My ashes still afloat

My soul wander

In search of justice

Tranquillity and repose

I was the light

I did not die

Six hounds 

I did fight

I succumbed

Was it my defeat?

Did it not repeat?

Is it not your defeat?

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