Untold story

too young was i

and too early it was

to shatter my dreams

to halt my progress

to tread water till i got permission 

permission from people 

people i have hardly known

permission to see,

to feel

to live

and to touch

To touch the world and feel its liveliness

would have blossomed... 

blossomed into a beautiful flower

would have found a place

not only in the bounded wall

but a place in the crowd

where i could stand tall

But.......my life took a turn

and never ever could i return

to a place where i wanted to belong

my life was handed over

over to you

to render with care

to give me protection

to safeguard it with love

but you conquered me

with not what is believed to be love

how i wished

wished to be showered with love

To be appreciated

to be regarded equal

or at least, to be considered human

i am not someone's keep-sake

not anyone's property

not anyone's belongings

hey! i have a life

Our relationship is conceived

conceived by others

as a symbol of bonding,

of love, of pleasure,

of affection, of devotion

and of passion

no one knows and neither have i spilled the beans

what happens behind the closed door

is only what i experience

here i am,oppressed and dominated, abused,

terrorized,

intimidated,

 threatened and browbeaten

as if it doesn't hurt

i thought you would spread your arms

enclose me within and hold me tight

believe in me, believe in us

to flourish,

embellish,

enrich

and garnish our lives

with the flavor of love

never did you understand

my wish,

my thirst

my desire,

my needs

so instead of spreading your arms

you forced me...

 forced me to spread my legs

made me a victim,

a sufferer,

a prey of an attacker

i had not accepted

not approved of the attacks,

the violence and the abuse

but i stayed muted

tolerated the pain

no more can i do it

no more can i endure the pain

so, here i go

breaking the silence

terminating the relationship

crossing the boundary

leaving the attacker 

into the world

of my own...