for the candlelight that dimmed...(on the Delhi rape victim...my girl!)

they picked you up
from the street
like a prey
ruthless sex starved perverts
and after pouncing on you
mutilating private parts
they threw you off
from the bus shuttered windows
brutality taking the bestial course...

the candlelight...
fell...
on the street...wax molten...
spread like blood...
and those perverts flashed teethy disdain...

the candlelight panted and screamed...
in pain...in humiliation...
in horror...in trauma...

O girl!
Give me a knife...
let me shake the dread...
give me superhuman strength
to bobbitise them...
those evil demonic serpents...

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