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  • _pluto_ 3d

    It's a surface , a rough sketch , Scorching its way to your liliac skin. It's the same place where we build our dreams but the same place which haunts me,a bed ? A bridesmaids hell ? A fulfilling wife or a medicore place for whores and shameless sluts .But it isn't the mistake of the bedsheet that it feels hard for the first time , it's the fault of the one who's on top of it, grabbing my breasts and squeezing the life out of me.The stretch marks and the depressed hearts are what , which fulfill the void in me. My voice, unheard to the one in heaven,who calls me as his but still differentiates me .Can you please tell me , why is it always me or the girl who sleeps in the locker room , too scared of unfilthy heads and unhealthy steaks. I never had wings but my parents gave me two legs , the problem was I wasn't taught to spread and stretch em' infront of unknown man.I wanna run ,run towards you towards the sisters that call me faith although they have lost their symphonies ,I don't wanna awake again , Not again on the same bed with multiple destinies.
    #rape #againstrape #slut #whore #woman @mirakee @mirakeeworld @writersnetwork #pod #lost #crying #lostsoul

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  • thebeautifulbits 5d

    It happened even before her birth,when of her mother she was a part ;
    They decided to put an end to her life even before it could start.

    It happened when she wanted to go to school just like her elder brother,
    But she was made to sit at home for she was just to cook and clean and learn it all from her mother.

    It happened when she got her period for the first time ,that first stain;
    Instead of comforting her she was made to sit and sleep on the floor to increase her pain.

    It happened when she was returning home alone that night and yes she was 'properly dressed',
    She was gang raped and killed and to add to it they are still roaming free as no charges were pressed.

    It happened when his ego was hurt as his proposal was rejected ,
    He threw acid on her face and that completely changed it no matter what was injected.

    It happened that night when at the office she was working late,
    He harassed her, threatened to end her  career if she spoke up and that 1 incident haunts her till date.

    It happened after her marriage when she thought she will have 'happily ever after',
    But all they did was pressure and torture her for money thereafter. 

    It happened at her promotion party where  after years of hard work she had gotten that position and the raise,
    But all she got to hear was how she had  used 'inappropriate means to climb up the ladder' and not any praise.

    It all happens and we know it, in every country, religion, section and class,
    Let us please bring some real changes as it's a shame that so much time we have allowed to pass.

    #womenempowerment #rape #sexualharassment #acidattack #poets #womanhood #education #dowry #promotion #reality #girlchild #mirakee #miraquill

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    It happened...

  • khwahishaan 1w

    मुकरते हैं आप इससे
    क्या जालिम नहीं हैं 
    दिल में हमारे आप
    क्या शामिल नहीं हैं 
    पढ़ न सके जो
    आंखों की भाषा 
    अनपढ़ हैं आप
    क्या आमिल नहीं हैं 
    धड़कते नहीं क्या
    दिल में तुम्हारे 
    धड़कन में तेरी
    क्या शामिल नहीं हैं 
    ठुकरा रहे हो
    हमें किस वजह से
    चाहत कोे तेरी
    क्या काबिल नहीं हैं ।

    ©डाॅ फौज़िया नसीम शाद

    #colour #brotherhood #peace #khwahishaan #sad #time #shayari #gazal #dawry #rape #murder #love #regret #time #poems #hindi #urdu #urdupoetry #shayari #ghazal #writersofinstagram #rekhta #mirakee #yourquote #mushaira #khwahishaan #khwahishaanfoundation

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  • khwahishaan 1w

    मरहम उस महल में ले गए, ज़ाहिल
    टपकता लहू था, दीवारों से जहाँ
    मसक्कत लगी थी, दवा काम आएगी
    जानमाज पर, किसीकी दुआ क़ुबूल हो गयी

    बातें बनाने लगे, पोछते लहू को ज़ाहिल
    बहती लहू भी नाराज़, राख बनकर सो गयी
    करते रहे, हर मुमकिन कोशिश पकड़ने की
    राख भी ना आई हाथ, दर्द हवा बन खो गयी

    #colour #brotherhood #peace #khwahishaan #sad #time #shayari #gazal #dawry #rape #murder #love #regret #time #poems #hindi #urdu #urdupoetry #shayari #ghazal #writersofinstagram #rekhta #mirakee #yourquote #mushaira #khwahishaan #khwahishaanfoundation

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  • khwahishaan 1w


    हर इक आँसू की क़ीमत जानती है-
    ग़ज़ल शाइर का दुख पहचानती है।

    ज़ियादा ख़ूबसूरत तो नहीं वो...
    मगर रिश्ते निभाना जानती है।

    निकलता हूँ जब उसको साथ लेकर
    सरों पर धूप चादर तानती है।

    ज़रा सा ऐब मिल जाये किसी का
    ये दुनिया सबकी मिट्टी छानती है।

    अभी सोया पड़ा है..... शाह ज़ादा
    अभी कुछ देर घर में शान्ति है।

    मिरे इन्कार को मत अहमियत दे -
    तिरा लोहा तो दुनिया मानती है।
    ©शाकील जमाली

    ہر اک آنسو کی قیمت جانتی ہے
    غزل شاعر کا دکھ پہچانتی ہے

    زیادہ خوب صورت تو نہیں وہ
    مگر رشتے نبھانا جانتی ہے

    نکلتا ہوں جب اسکو ساتھ لے کر
    سروں پر دھوپ چادر تانتی ہے

    ذرا سا عیب مل جائے کسی کا
    یہ دنیا سب کی مٹی چھانتی ہے

    ابھی سویا پڑا ہے شاہزادہ
    ابھی کچھ دیر گھر میں شانتی ہے

    مرے انکار کو مت اہمیت دے
    ترا لوہا تو دنیا مانتی ہے
    شکیل جمالی

    #colour #brotherhood #peace #khwahishaan #sad #time #shayari #gazal #dawry #rape #murder #love #regret #time #poems #hindi #urdu #urdupoetry #shayari #ghazal #writersofinstagram #rekhta #mirakee #yourquote #mushaira #khwahishaan #khwahishaanfoundation

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  • khwahishaan 1w

    दिल-ए-ख़राब को हैं ना-फ़हम से उम्मीदें
    बची हैं आह में अब कैफ़-ओ-कम से उम्मीदें

    दयार-ए-ग़म में रहा आँख से नहीं निकला
    उस एक अश्क़ को हैं तेरे ग़म से उम्मीदें

    है आरज़ू कि बड़ी मुश्किलों से उलझें हम
    लगाये हैं तेरी ज़ुल्फों की ख़म से उम्मीदें

    मुझे उमीद नहीं मिल सकूँगा मैं उनसे
    हैं कैसे लोग जो रखते हैं हम से उम्मीदें

    मैं उससे बात न करने को फोन करता हूँ
    हैं तर्क-ए-इश्क़ में भी मेरे दम से उम्मीदें

    अजब अज़ाब है कार-ए-जहाँ में ख़ारिज हैं
    हम ऐसे लोग जो रखते क़लम से उम्मीदें

    ©सत्य निष्ठ

    #colour #brotherhood #peace #khwahishaan #sad #time #shayari #gazal #dawry #rape #murder #love #regret #time #poems #hindi #urdu #urdupoetry #shayari #ghazal #writersofinstagram #rekhta #mirakee #yourquote #mushaira #khwahishaan #khwahishaanfoundation

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  • kb19160 2w


    has this gotten so far
    years and years of begging and trying to
    make it all stop but you men keep trying to
    make us quiet and accept that you’re trying to cover up your actions.
    and it’s still our fault?
    what did we do
    what did 97 percent of us do to you?

  • khwahishaan 2w

    टपक रहा छप्पर से पानी वह निर्मम बरसात लिखो।
    लिखो कहानी फिर हल्कू की पूस ठिठुरती रात लिखो।

    सिसक रही हैं भारत माता, दंगे की तस्वीर लिखो।
    बचपन में जो बोझ उठाते वह बिगड़ी तकदीर लिखो।
    जेठ दोपहरी स्वेद बहाते हलधर की लाचारी को।
    जो दहेज की भेंट चढ़ी लिख दो अबला बेचारी को।

    छोड़ गया जिस मां को बेटा उस मां के जज्बात लिखो
    लिखो कहानी फिर हल्कू की पूस ठिठुरती रात लिखो।

    लिख दो मूक सिसकियां रोती जो अंधेरी रातों में।
    दानव भेष घूमते मानव हवस भरी जिन आंखों में।
    तड़प रही है भूख बिलखती नित्य पड़ी पुटपाथों पर,
    कागज कलम नहीं ईंटें है नन्हे - नन्हे हाथों पर।

    नहीं जला जिस घर में चूल्हा उस घर के हालात लिखो।
    लिखो कहानी फिर हल्कू की पूस ठिठुरती रात लिखो।

    लिखो बाण से शब्द करें जो भेद कुटिल व्यभिचारी पर।
    शब्दों से कर दो प्रहार दानव से अत्याचारी पर।
    लिखो बेबसी ममता की तुम, व्याकुल थकी निगाहों को,
    पड़े फफोले जहां पांव दुष्कर पथरीली राहों को।

    निर्धन के मंडप से लौटी बिन फेरे बारात लिखो।
    लिखो कहानी फिर हल्कू की पूस ठिठुरती रात लिखो।
    ©सीमा शुक्ला अयोध्या

    #colour #brotherhood #peace #khwahishaan #sad #time #shayari #gazal #dawry #rape #murder #love #regret #time #poems #hindi #urdu #urdupoetry #shayari #ghazal #writersofinstagram #rekhta #mirakee #yourquote #mushaira #khwahishaan #khwahishaanfoundation

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  • the_writer_beyond 2w

    They Speak

    My clothes speak louder than me
    They're voices echo in my ears
    Bouncing off of the walls
    I am a hostage to my own body
    Banging against the prison cell of my chest
    But my cries are drowned out by the beating of my heart
    The straps on this dress cover my mouth
    Wrapping their silky bondages around my neck

    She says "what were you thinking?"
    My high heels dig themselves in the ground
    Cultivating my grave while my feet lay to rest
    They say "We were never here to help"
    My underwear has never been the kind of soul
    To let me breathe

    The lace climbs down my thighs
    Retreating to a safe place in the corner of the room as she is tossed aside
    She says "you should have known better"
    My dress is now a survivor
    Eluding the clutches of a man who only knows how to grab

    My shoes die in a coffin under the bed
    My makeup flees to the pillow case thanks to a hero called my tears
    They are thankful

    My bra stays calm
    She is fumbled with and squeezed but does not flinch
    In a sentence as harmonious as my screams
    My cruel blessings say "you deserve this"
    They have all escaped
    Why couldn't I?

  • shruti__ 2w

    A Nightmare Indeed

    That pain haunts her like a shadow
    A devil in disguise
    A friendship in shatters
    Her heart's bleeding out
    You can't see through her
    She's covered in scars from that night
    Men that held her down
    Men that cut her
    So deep, her soul's leaking out
    Even in her sleep, see can see so clearly
    Like it happened last night
    She tries to be happy or normal to say the least
    But like a used cloth, she's spitted on
    While those criminals who torn her apart roams so free in my country
    Overhears a group crackling jokes about rape
    She wondered how that's FuNnY
    Questioned her sanity
    Are her scars really that deep?
    She hopes, she gets out of this dream
    A nightmare indeed

  • ayshu288 2w

    Why we should not fight for these situation?
    When we all have right to speak then y we cant speak?
    Why we r soo dumb?
    Ask it ur self...

    Ki tadp tadp kr marjaoge ..,
    Jis din tumper ye keher brsega...
    Tujhe tb tk pta nhi chlega..
    jb tk tu ek beti baap nhi bnega����.

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    Ki aaj phir ek shareer bejuban pdgya..,
    Ek nhi lakh nhi arbo ka juban bnd pd gya...
    Ek panchi kaa jese usse azadi chin li...,
    Aj phir un drindo ne ek maa ki jaan chin li.

    Hr gunhaa ki saza hai ..,.
    Is gunhaa kaa ku nhii...
    Roz ek ldki ghut rhii...,
    Pr phir bhi ye desh ko prwhaa nhi.

    Ki bikhar sa jata hai shreer ,
    Jb drd kaa kst uthha hai..
    Jinse jiwan dan mila ..,
    Usiki ke jism ke liye tu mar jata hai..

    Lazza hai ee drindo tumper...
    Jo tumse hui na ek ldki ki kader.
    Ghut ghut kr jioge jb tumper ...,
    Brsega ye drd ka keher..

  • _pluto_ 2w

    Tipping toes ,
    My nose keeps on smelling gasoline and his hoes ,
    I didn't know then
    He kept sneaking his fingers around me ,
    little did I know
    I was actually playing with fire ,
    A fire which was actually an heir to me .
    It was a psychopathic attraction ,
    He was attracted to my half swollen lips
    While I was attracted to the revenge that kept burning inside of me ,
    Lighted by none other than that man ,
    The man who provoked me .
    Tiping toes ,
    They keep following me ,
    Here and there ,
    Wherever I go ,
    Even in the bathroom ,
    While taking showers ,
    Or sleeping in the bathtubs ,
    Groping my chest ,
    Planting posion in my neck ,
    Full of ecstasy ,
    Oh full of rotten sheets .
    I wanna see him on his knees ,
    While he wanna keep whirling around my broken furs ,
    Cause he has power
    And I havw nothing but the blood inside of me .
    Though he likes testing my abilities
    For he knows
    to kill myself, isnt easy .
    His hand feeling my collarbone,
    Makes him turned on ,
    Oh , he is such an animal !
    An animal set too free.
    Do you know ,
    How does it feel like
    To be trapped on the same bed ,
    Everyday ,
    Every minute ,
    Being pushed down to your limits
    How to escape, please tell me ,
    Tell me ,
    Tipping toes ,
    Why they keep following me ?
    #rape #assault #lost #crying #tears #murder #falling #pod #tearyeyes #againstrape #fuckrapists #assault #psycholove #messedup #dead #lifeless #souless @mirakee @mirakeeworld @writersnetwork

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    A play of murder

  • andolanjivi_tabeeb 2w


    ਮਾਸੂਮ ਜਹੇ ਚੇਹਰੇ ਉਤੋਂ ਦੁਨੀਆ ਸੈਤਾਨੀ
    ਹਵਸਾਂ ਦਾ ਦੌਰ ਤੇ ਰੂਹਾਂ ਦੀ ਕੁਰਬਾਨੀ
    ਦੇਖੀਆਂ ਜੁਦਾਈਆਂ ਝਲੀਆਂ ਤਨਹਾਈਆਂ
    ਇਹ ਔਰਤ ਕਿਵੇਂ ਝਲ ਗਈ ਸਮਾਜ ਦੀਆਂ ਬੁਰਾਈਆਂ
    ਸਾਨੂੰ ਛਾਵੇਂ ਰੱਖ ਕੇ ਆਪ ਜਿਸਨੇ ਧੁੱਪਾਂ ਹੰਡਾਈਆਂ
    ਤਬੀਬ ਤੂੰ ਮਰਦ ਕਹਾਵੀਂ ਨਾ ਜੇ ਆਖੇ ਧੀਆਂ ਨੂੰ ਪਰਾਈਆਂ

    ਮਾਂ,ਭੈਣ ਤੇ ਧੀ ਦਾ ਓਹਨਾ ਹਰ ਕਿਰਦਾਰ ਨਿਭਾਇਆ
    ਆਹ ਇਕ ਵਰਕਾ ਤੇਰੀ ਕਾਪੀ ਦਾ
    ਨਾ ਦੁੱਖ ਔਰਤ ਦੇ ਲਿਖ ਪਾਇਆ
    ਤਬੀਬ ਸ਼ੁਕਰ ਮਨਾਇਆ ਕਰ ਉਸ ਮਾਂ ਦਾ
    ਜਿਸ ਕਰਕੇ ਤੂੰ ਦੁਨੀਆ ਤੇ ਆਇਆ....

  • zoyarizwan3 2w

    Hashr mei kya muh dikhaoge?
    Jb khuda puchega tumse mere ye haal kyu kiya? Toh kya kahoge? Kaha muh chupaoge?

  • the_little_proffessor 2w

    #rape is what she gets as a reward for her gender..

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    Aisi zindagi milne se acha usey paida hote hi maar dete , kam se kam hazaaro baar toh na mrna pdta usey ..

  • subhamrizal 4w

    That bitter moan

    There goes an iron bar
    From genitals to the chest
    That was the day when
    She moaned in a bitter way
    Such a fragile cage
    For the beast
    Such a frail
    Power of the beauty

    The bark for the skin
    Was blamed too soon
    Before the winter.
    None did blame the
    Bark of the beast
    When she first
    Showed the flesh

  • khwahishaan 4w

    स्याही सूख नही पाती है अखबारों की
    नई खबर आ जाती है बलात्कारों की

    #rape #rapevictim #rapecase #rapesurvivor #hindi #love #poetry #india #hindiquotes #shayari #hindipoetry #instagram #bollywood #hindishayari #hindimotivation #followforfollowback #memes #delhi #english #sadshayari #hindiquote #music #hindiwords #kavita #hindipoems #hindistatus #writing #thoughts #khwahishaanfoundation #rekhta

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  • mimi_karage 5w

    She fought those demons haunting her down,
    She endured the pain they had inflicted on her.
    She is a fighter who fought the hardest battle,
    The battle of rape.
    Her screams and cries never went unnoticed by the lord almighty and he's going to make them pay.
    And today as she walked by the ladies in the market square,
    They pointed fingers at her whispering among themselves,
    But she heard them say she was dirty and disgusting.
    She felt a lump in her throat and her eyes filled up with tears.
    She could not stay quiet anymore,
    She was tired of being insulted and mocked for something that shattered her body and soul.
    She was tired of society always pointing fingers at her.
    So she turned to them and said;
    "Why does society always make us feel worthless and make it seem as though we wanted to be used and abused?

    You have daughters and sisters whom you love so preciously, what if it happened to someone you care deeply about?

    How would you feel?

    I am also in pain, infact I am the one in pain but instead choosing to sympathize with me and helping me get through the pain that keeps tugging at my heart,

    you insult me and make me feel unworthy.

    Would you rather like it if I had died?

    And leave the earth for you and your pure daughters that are too pure to be raped?

    Rape isn't about your virtuousness or religion or age, rape is rape.

    They don't give you a choice, they take it by force leaving you all bloodied and breaking you apart.

    And after surviving that pain I have the courage to smile and laugh again,

    only for the society to bring me down and tell me that I don't belong.

    Only for a man I love to leave me because I disgust him,

    Only for the mother of the man I love to tell her son not to marry me for I have been touched and I am not pure,

    Only for the elders to point fingers and chase me away when I pass by them.

    Why?! Why?! Was it my fault? Did I choose to be broken and shattered?

    No I did not. So before you judge me put yourselves or your precious daughters in my shoes,

    then will you know what rape really is.

    Rape doesn't just inflict physical pain, it causes so many disorders, so many phobias and so many heart breaks.

    So don't be quick to point fingers, it might happen to your kids too"

    her heart breaking as she spoke,
    Her tears pouring like a water fall.
    Her voice sounding so distraught.
    If only they understood her pain,
    But she didn't care anymore,
    She doesn't need anyone to fight her battles for her,
    She is a woman,
    And a strong fighter.


  • ardha_nagnar 24w


    ചിതറിയ ചില്ലുവളകള്‍ക്കിന്ന്‌
    5 വയസ്,
    നാലാം വയസിലെ നട്ടപ്രാന്തുപോൽ
    അത് ഇന്നച്ഛനെ തേടി;
    ഈ ചരടിൽ താലിയില്ലെന്ന്
    ഈ വയറിൽ ഉണങ്ങാ നഖപ്പാടുണ്ടെന്ന്‌.....

  • reshma_kausar_mohideen 31w


    Mom used to hold me softly,
    Dad carefully touched me.
    So delicate was my body,
    I was just a three months old baby..

    I had worn no short dress,
    No one have i tried to impress.
    Neither was i out too late,
    Nor did i go on any blind date.

    Smiling at the rotating rattle,
    I loved to lie in my cradle.
    My sister used to jump & clap,
    To see me laugh and hear me giggle.

    My diapers were not soiled
    Neither were they too wet,
    They were taken off still
    I did'nt know, who did that.

    I had only milk,no other food
    My frock seemed dark red hued,
    I did not jump or play in dirt,.
    My legs cramped, thighs also hurt

    They all pitied me as i was molested,
    So many times i was medically tested.
    My body was drenched in injuries,
    Doctors too did multiple surgeries.

    For everyone else, its a matter of past,
    My wounds have healed, scars shall last.
    I live now ,with this strong inner belief,
    Only death can place my soul on the ice of relief.

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    A blood-stained diaper.