I’m re-blogging this poem in the light of recent events. The Hathras Gang Rape Case has left all of us horrified, disgusted. But first of all, we really need to erase this stupid mentality where we blame the victim for being raped. “Rape is the only crime in which the victim becomes the accused.” Freda […]Read More Why?
It swirls in the whites of my eyes, threatening to shroud me from myself, and drown me in despair. Misery now defines me and my life. Black ink spills from my eyes. In desperation, I write and rewrite my destiny. The black slate remains black. Crimson coloured curtains made of rose petals touch my body. […]Read More Into The Unknown