Was It Her Fault ?
Was It Her Fault ?


She was going as always
In her own calibrate
It was worrying
And it was a little late
Sometimes bus , sometimes train's lethargy
Sometimes it used to rain
Trying to reach home early
As today it's too late
Without stopping anywhere, moving on
But her footsteps slowed down at one place
There were a group of four - five boys
Standing at the next nook and amusing
Seeing a lonely girl their intention changed
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She observed their expressions with fear
As they moved front , she moved back
Stumbled and fell over a stone
Surrounded by boys
She fell, she cried, she begged
But she got no mercy
Her painful scream broke the silence
Humanity got contrite as every time
Frightening view and the darkest night
What was her fault?
That she got punished
Her esteem was on stake
That she had to go through this phase.