Thursday, January 13, 2011

Ragged!

Tears all over, hurt in pain
People around me are laughing at me
I have become an element for fun
I got ragged

Torn and hurt, wounds and swelling showing up
Shivering me, dried throat, lost my mind
Humiliated, just wanting an escape
I got ragged

Life is ragging me every single day
Breaking my small and sweet dreams and wishes
Making me naked in public
Destroying my self-confidence and pride

I pray for strength to overcome this pain
To fight those hands and save myself
To earn the capacity to stop such situations
To have peace of mind about tomorrow.

BhaShe

7 comments:

The Inner Side of "ME" said...

Very good one

ದಿನಕರ ಮೊಗೇರ said...

good... good...

prabhamani nagaraja said...

a touching poem. `ragging' is a great tragedy of life. please visit my daughter's blog:mydreamwritings

Pradeep Rao said...

Oh God! Its so horrible situation! You have used very strong words! Good one!

Badarinath Palavalli said...

Sensitive poetry

Badarinath Palavalli said...

(also read comment on 'baLLi')

ವಿಚಲಿತ... said...

ಭಾಶೇ..,

super madamm..!!
ಉತ್ತಮ ಲೇಖನ..
ಇತ್ತೀಚಿನ ದಿನಗಳಲ್ಲಿ 'ರಾಗಿಂಗ್ ಒಂದು ಕೆಟ್ಟ ಪಿಡುಗಾಗಿದೆ..