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poddarku
Senior Member

since 2008-01-15

Posts 589
india

0 posted 2009-04-27 12:40 PM

Night of fireworks

The night of her rape was also of fireworks;
fluorescent flowers breeding in the instant sky
celebrating the end of a war which hadn’t ended.

She tried to wipe the blood but its stains wouldn’t go
like the marks of straps she had after a sunbath.

Her legs dangled over the black flow of water.
Water was mischievous; calling her to dive.
Near the roots of a tree lied open, naked.
Looking into erosion could be unsettling.

She could hear the name which water called;
she was going to answer but instead a fear
griped her; she touched the tree; head hammered the tree trunk.

The coke she had.
Bang! Bang!
The boy friend.
Bang! Bang!
She joined the party.
Bang! Bang!
A strip tease.
Bang! Bang!
Organs went awry.
Bang! Bang!
She would have to invent a different story.
Bang! Bang!
Her father had two siblings.
Bang! Bang!
The one he loved most was a stillborn.
Bang! Bang!

A fire worked inside her like life itself
it burned and it made her a chunk of coal, stronger.
=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar

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Margherita
Member Seraphic

since 2003-02-08

Posts 22236
Eternity

1 posted 2009-04-27 01:21 PM

I am glad for your conclusion, it does not always go this way ... many victims dwell in weakness and shame.

You treated this delicate theme with impressive power and vividness... and sensitivity.

What a scenery! I felt like wanting to reach out so badly ...

Love,
Margherita

OwlSA
Member Rara Avis

since 2005-11-07

Posts 9347
Durban, South Africa

2 posted 2009-04-27 03:01 PM

Another sensitive, compassionate, powerful and masterful word-painting that touches the deepest corner of the soul. Like Margherita, I am glad, too, about the last line, but, at what a cost! Thank you for your compassion and humanity, Kushal.

Prasad Nataraj
Senior Member

since 2008-05-29

Posts 1149
Bangalore,India

3 posted 2009-04-28 06:09 AM

Kushal, this is a delicate subject to write on, much relief in the end. Many live through this situation however many don’t. Good read.

"Hardwork pays in the long run"

Robert E. Jordan
Member Rara Avis

since 2008-01-25

Posts 8541
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

4 posted 2009-04-28 09:16 AM

Yo Poddarku,

Your poem has interestingly deep social and psychological meaning. Father's can sometimes be a big problem.

Bobby

Earth Angel
Member Empyrean

since 2002-08-27

Posts 40215
Realms of Light

5 posted 2009-04-28 10:10 AM

"A fire worked inside her like life itself
it burned and it made her a chunk of coal, stronger."

~ The more pressure exerted on a chunk of coal, the more precious the diamond. Thankfully she was not a cookie that could have crumbled over her ghastly and unthinkable ordeals.

A distasteful subject ~ tastefully (and masterfully) told.

You're a fine writer, Ku!

Linda

suthern

Member Seraphic

since 1999-07-29

Posts 20723
Louisiana

6 posted 2009-04-28 11:20 AM

I agree with those who responded before me... sensitive write... well done!!

Marchmadness
Member Rara Avis

since 2007-09-16

Posts 9271
So. El Monte, California

7 posted 2009-04-28 12:32 PM

You handled a delicate and sad subject very well, Ku.

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