Veracious Verves

Veracious Verves
Writing is no lesser than the art of chiseling.

Veracious Verves

Veracious Verves
Writing is no lesser than the art of chiseling

Thursday, 5 December 2013

Female Infanticide

A little girl's voice:

It has been three days since the day i began to bloom,
Little had i an idea, my life would end in gloom.
Very dark,very lonely I lay inside a dark room,
My little conscious whispered that I was inside a womb.


Days went by it has been three months now,
Though it was dark I managed to survive somehow.
With all my excitement bundled I was awaiting to see,
To see the world with a little guess of how it  would be.


Days died, months went by my heart begun to beat,
Excited to see my mom i kicked her womb with my feet.
My senses grew and I could hear speaking sounds a lot,
I understood what it meant though I wasn't a polyglot,


All my happiness faded and vanished into the air,
I could hear someone scream "SHE shouldn't be there".
I could feel my mom's tacit fear reverberate over my body,
"SHE is after all a FEMALE" were also those words of parody.



After that,Most of the time mom spent her life sleepless and alone,
All i could sense was her grief and solitude mourn.
Though I couldn't see my mom,I could feel her pain,
The pain and grief what she felt reached me through her vein.


One black day all of a sudden I saw a flash of light,
The glimpse of my first view was the most brutal sight.
All I could see was a wicked doctor with a knife,
His barbarous face asserted "You ain't no fit for life" .

I tried to move,tried to wave my hands of in regret,
But all in vain, very soon I was made a lifeless object.
The time has come,the time to leave and return back to the sender,
The only lesson i learned from earth,"Its all in the gender".


A letter addressed from heaven:


Hi mom,
It's me again writing to you from heaven,
I hope you're fine and your days are happy one.
I have so many angel and fairy friends making me happy here,
But no one could make me feel, the LOVE you showed me dear.

I prayed to god if I could see my lovely mother,
Amiable almighty replied that we shall be together.
Mom,with tonnes of excitement bundled again I'm awaiting to see,
But please so make a wish that "I should be 'he' ".. 


                                                                                       -Adhithya
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I have indicated the feminine gender in upper cases to indicate that femininity is always superior

3 comments:

  1. Splendid words,Really heart touching! I liked the second half of the poem and the conclusion about feminity.!I love your choice of words!!keep posting regularly!!

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  2. Great one!! The best poem I have read so far!! Keep up the great work!! Way to go!! Your page doesn't have a subscribe button! Have one so I can never miss anything you post here

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  3. Heartfelt write!! Keep up the good work!!

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