MY RAPIST

Oh God please!
Let this be a dream.
No!No!No!
Thats all I could scream;
I begged him to let me go
Tonight I am his victim,
I know!I know!
He pushes me against the wall
As from my eyes tears flow.
His face.His face -
From lust does glow.

His grip is tight
"Oh!Let me go!
Someone let me fight.."
I scream again
He slaps me hard
Giving me even more pain........

He digs his nails
Into my skin now;
I am struggling to escape,
But someone tell me how!
He bends down to kiss
My bleeding lips.
I wrestle with him
God! His hold tightens on my hips....

I cry, I weep
As on me he leaps;
I writhe in pain
But all in vain.
I scream, I shout
He seals my mouth....

Then descends a silence,
Deafning to my ears...
He walks out of room,
Leaving me in tears...

I lay on bed,
Sobbing for some more time...
I had been raped,
But that was not my crime....

I get up from bed
And shrugg off his dirt;
He had touched my body
But could not touch my heart...

I smiled to myself
Knowing fully well,
I had won that battle
And had travelled back from hell;
I had just defeated MY RAPIST.


-A poem dedicated to all women who had been wronged by men who are worse than beasts;women who did not succumb to this crime by allowing themselves to be treated like criminals;women who defeated their rapists by not allowing this incident to shatter their entire lives;women who refused to feel sorry for themselves;women who went through this hell and travelled back to normal lives;women who proved to be stronger than those men who proved to be only physically stronger- ALL THE TRUE WOMEN OF ALL TIMES....