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Yashpaul Kalra

Tragedy Crime

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Yashpaul Kalra

Tragedy Crime

Her Wounds Heal Not

Her Wounds Heal Not

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When your necks four have to be hanged

Now comes a time you all feel the pang:

You were all flying like birds songs finch

Cruelly clipped her body all feathers suffocating pinch:


You ruthless like hungry beasts feasted on her flesh

Merciless beasts feasted every part of her flesh

Ruthless vultures garnished inserting chilies made full mash:

Felt not you bloody rapists not slightest itch


Bloody bastards barked without any humane click:

Now when the time on punishing you comes final

dashing heads walls starving and feel dire fire crestfallen:

how dare you seek clemency President plea

You yourself all four eyes blind never punishing could see:

Notorious alive seven years you ate freely without single fines tea:


Get lost you selfish, pay by your life Nirbhaya's poor woman

Hold we prayers for her peace you unworthy demons:

How her mother run by sweat of her blood-hungry running

Even this day poor Asha Devi see I her still weeping.


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