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# Why Me #Why He

An effort to give voice to the innumerable girls who were not fortunate as we were..........


#Why me ?
#Why he?
Is this question going to try me?
Question that is often asked,
By the perpetrator whose face is always masked.

#Why me?
#Why he?
He who was supposed to teach me how to fly,
Made me sit on his lap and gave me not one but thousand reasons to cry.

#Why me ?
#Why he?
He who was my guardian angel
Made my hair all entangled,
My eyes were puffed
Why he, insisted me to keep my mouth shut.

#Why me?
#Why he?
Used candies and toffees to weave a sweetened net,
Which was soon converted into a bitter web.
Web from out of which l couldn't get to my protected shell,
Because he had converted it into a horrible hell.

#Why me?
#Why he?
In open pats me on back
When in confinement he crushes that very back.
His hands turn creepy
Whenever l am sleepy.

But now no more
#Why me?
No more
#Why she?
Let your voice be loud
So that the truth is seen by the crowd.
It's not me or you who needs to feel shy,
Rather it's him ,the evil personified
That needs to cry.
Cry for the evil done,
Which can't be now undone
Which can't be now undone.


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  1. SavinderJanuary 12, 2020 at 7:42 AM

    Girls even boys should tell their parents or confidants about such shameful people and their evil acts.Well done Manika .Your poem reveals the hidden reality .It shakes the heart and fill it with pain.

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  2. Reena NagpalJanuary 12, 2020 at 8:30 AM

    Horrifying reality of today's world...

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  3. Reena NagpalJanuary 12, 2020 at 8:31 AM

    Commendable work...an eye opener for the world

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  4. Mahima Tanwar January 12, 2020 at 11:13 AM

    Yet another heartfelt and powerfull poem!

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  5. The Harsh KapoorJanuary 13, 2020 at 2:48 AM

    True event
    Good
    Carry on..............

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  6. Babbu mehtaJanuary 19, 2020 at 8:26 AM

    May God save all girls.....may the evil doers be punished

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  7. Babbu mehtaJanuary 19, 2020 at 8:27 AM

    May God save all girls.....may the evil doers be punished

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  8. Shaku singlaMarch 16, 2020 at 3:06 AM

    True story

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  9. UnknownMarch 16, 2020 at 5:30 AM

    Hard to read, great job mam

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  10. Tushaarika TiwariMarch 16, 2020 at 5:34 AM

    Good job ma'am

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  11. Tushaarika TiwariMarch 16, 2020 at 5:34 AM

    Good job ma'am

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  12. Tushaarika TiwariMarch 16, 2020 at 5:34 AM

    Good job ma'am

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  13. RashmiMarch 17, 2020 at 9:56 AM

    Hearttouching and painful vociferation but lets hope it to become a bad dream.Another grt work Manika.

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  14. SuhanyOctober 16, 2020 at 12:01 PM

    👏👏👏👏👌👌👌

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  15. Sneha madaanNovember 18, 2020 at 11:26 PM

    Truth of today's society.....commendable work mam

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