Rotten Away (T: W: On Rape) Poem by Souren Mondal

Rotten Away (T: W: On Rape)

Rating: 5.0


I didn't know

I didn't know

I didn't know that he could have done this..

On that evening in his room
while we are supposed to just study
he began to touch me wrong


I told him to back off

I didn't want to take things this far

This early,

But then he wasn't the one to listen

He took off his branded leather belt
and suddenly started to beat me

Like a dog

I cried and begged him to stop

'I will do anything', I said...

He asked me to take off my clothes





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He continued to beat me further

Laughing and told me this is what I deserve for not co-operating with him

The belt landed on my bare skin

I was beaten
again and again

The lashes fell on me
all over me

Once satisfied he threw me on the bed

And started doing it...

It hurt!

God it did hurt!

Blood flew like that for the first time
from my privates..

And I was first pleading him to stop

But then just gave up and looked at the white ceiling...

Tears ran down from the corners of my eyes
Burning my skin

My ears became wet and deaf

He was calling me names...


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And when he finished he just got up
and threw my clothes on me...


Shhh!

He made the gesture and laughed again

The marks of his teeth upon my breasts

The bleeding nipples
saw the look in his eyes

There were marks - red
and swollen all over me,

And all I did was to put on my clothes and run away...

Away to my home

Blood still oozing between my legs

Tears still running from my eyes

I don't know what I am going to do

I don't anything....


The insides have rotten away...


Souren Mondal
March 7,2016

Monday, March 7, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: abuse,rape,violence
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mike Smith 07 March 2016

Powerful as usual Souren. Your ability to jump into another mind, another gender even, is remarkable. Perhaps this shows some ignorance on my part, but what is this 'T: W: '. Forgive me if I sound stupid, but I can't seem to make sense of it. Anyway, incredibly done as always

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Akhtar Jawad 11 March 2016

A very touching poem. In our society where 99% of the brides are virgins at their wedding nights, if a girls is raped her life becomes miserable. I agree that the raper must be hanged till death.

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Souren Mondal 11 March 2016

Virgins or no virgins, rape is a heinous crime.. An inhuman act of power.. No one should get away with it.. And while I am, speaking from an ideological point of view, against death penalties.. I do believe that rapists should serve their lives in prison.. Thanks for reading Akhtar sahab.

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Aarzoo Mehek 11 March 2016

I don't know from where to start, the poem leaves a impact on all sensitive hearts. God forbid no girl wants to go through such an harrowing incident. You have brought to surface the pain and assault of the victim. A very bold write up.... May the wrong doer be hanged till death. Rape leaves permanent mark on the victims mind and hear. This poem deserves 10+++

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Souren Mondal 11 March 2016

Thank you Arzoo.. I feel very, very angry with the manner in which we handle cases of rapes... We blame the victim, shame them, call them names, socially alienate them, and many such things.. The laws in India says 7 years of prisonment at minimum, and still we have such horrible acts happening.. It's not even the laws, it is how they are implemented.. It is also the attitude of the society - IT'S HER FAULT - SHE WORE PROVOCATIVE DRESSES - WHAT WAS SHE DOING AT NINE IN THE NIGHT? ? ! ! Even in the case of Jyoti Singh, a bunch of hypocrites were blaming it on the poor soul.. What are these? ? I can't use 'who' for these jerks.. These don't deserve anything that might be attributed to a human.. Shame on these creatures - both who commit such heinous crimes, and those who blame the victim for it.. The stigma is like a continuation of the torment that surviors face... Shame on us.. We have failed women.. We have failed them entirely..

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Abhilasha Bhatt 10 March 2016

There are no words......All what I can say......fantastic....and thank you for putting a serious very serious issue in an effective...very effective manner.....thank you for sharing :)

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Souren Mondal 11 March 2016

Thank you Abhilasha.. I always try to talk about issues that I feel deeply concerned about in my poetry..

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Valsa George 08 March 2016

Souren, once again you have become the voice of the voiceless! The harrowing experience, a young girl had to undergo is described in utmost horror with deep sympathy for the victim! This an example of brutal physical force conquering moral strength. When one is dragged into such an act forcibly against will, it becomes so painful. The bruises on her body speak of the ravenous appetite with which he preyed upon her flesh! The image of a helpless deer twitching in the claws of a hungry tiger comes to my mind. Because of shame and self reproach, people often won't come up with such stories. You have dared to deal with topics others hesitate to handle! Hope your write will help each such victim to feel that it is not her/ his singular experience!

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Souren Mondal 11 March 2016

Thank you Valsa ma'am.. I always try to talk about issues that not many would like to talk about very easily.. It is a responsibility for me as a poet, and also as a responsible citizen to talk about these issues which we either love to sweep under the rug, or speak about in horrible manners.. The survivors of sexual abuse go through a disastrous ammount of trauma, and it is heartbreaking to look at how the society stigmatises them and aggravate their woes further.. It is disgusting.. We need a more compassionate society, and healthy debates about the nature and cause of sexual abuse.. There is a need for this..

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Nosheen Irfan 08 March 2016

Im speechless after reading this poem. You have an ability to put yourself in another person's place n feel the pain the other person is going through. You totally negate yourself n become the person you write on. This poem is not a typical tribute to a woman on women's day. It's all too easy to glorify n eulogise women on real or imaginary attributes but to become the voice of the weak n oppressed is quite a task. You have put reality in crude terms as it is..You deserve a definite 10.

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