Congratulations, M. Padmashri, your poem is one of our trio of winning poems for this month’s prompt… Speaking out against violence against women. May your pen have even more power in 2017.
Editors, The Woman Inc… Vinita, Pooja and Jhilmil
Dark rooms, empty terraces
Quiet afternoons, stolen time
A touch here, a caress there
Voice dipped in sugar syrup
Pockets stuffed with goodies
Ribbons and lollipops
“All yours” they smiled
And the rose bled, torn and pricked
God turned a blind eye to the demons in human garb
But came back again as Shakti
In me, you and her
M. Padmashri wrote this as a dedication to all the children who are abused by perverted minds. She is a writer and poet based in Visakhapatnam.
The beetles wait
For the buds to open
Fragrance never spread
Before the overy is ready
Animals shall never attack
Until the shield is strong
But man
The meanest of beasts
Pirks and pimps
With sweetest poison
Let Shanthi cut down Darikaas
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