Poem – Her eyes are wet for seeking justice.
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Her Eyes are wet for seeking Justice.
I can see the tears
Not rolling down her eyes.
Her eyes are speaking aloud
About her wounds
Which she is suffering,
Being a woman.
A lot of gestures are speaking for her tears
But she is still holding back her tears.
Her innocent face is red and gloomy
But there is no way to measure
Her pain and her suffering.
She is holding back her tears.
She has become cold
To fight this world
Where the culprits are living
With their selfish lust.
Now, I know what has made her
Hold back her tears.
She stands up for herself
And curses the man
Who snatched away her feelings
For fulfilling his thirst and hunger for lust.
After fighting a long battle
She let her tears roll down her eyes
For winning the game of humanity over lust.
The world praises her bravery
And she cries bitterly
Because she has witnessed the death of humanity.
She stops and sobs
But the pain remains hidden in her eyes.
She is holding back the tears in her eyes.
The World is Anonymous.
Who knows us
Until we tell each other.
There is a story behind
Being anonymous.
The world is anonymous.
The world ,which is so large
And full of diversities
Can talk only to few
And only a few people bother
To know each other.
There is a story behind
Being Anonymous.
The world is anonymous.
Dealing with the world
Is itself a challenge.
Negotiation is not easy to handle
Where people find questions to unsettle and tangle.
There is a story behind
Being anonymous.
The world is anonymous.
There is no discount offer
In being the fittest
To fight alone with the world.
People come and people go
Without even narrating the secret behind their smiles.
Those smiles are anonymous.
There is a story behind
Being anonymous.
The world is anonymous.
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