A dark poem about an abused and tormented woman, who in desperation seeks death instead. An exclusive for Different Truths.

Don’t abuse!
Better kill.
And there is mercy!
For in a world, that is sick.
 
Slowly, slowly abuse turns ageless.
It grows through infancy, middle age-
And steads the path clear;
In a world that is sick.
 
It beheads shedding all blood.
Tears roll up,
Abuse dresses up in different costumes.
Turning so difficult to trace the devils.
 
You get pampered-
You get solaced-
You get comforted-
Until and unless it turns merciless abuse.
 
Never wonder, the world is sick.
You or I can't save many, neither ourselves.
For the world is sick!
For the world is sick!
 
Slowly, very slowly-
You find the comfort, solace and pamper;
Drifting up, to hang you down.
In a world sick of inflicting abuse.
 
And I say-
Don’t abuse
Better kill
In a world that is sick.

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Parvathy Ramachandran

Parvathy Ramachandran is a writer and an academician. She started her career as a teacher at Al Noor International School, Bahrain, before she joined TKMM College, Nangiyarkulangara as Assistant Professor of English. She has also served Sree Narayana College for Women, Kollam. Parvathy’s fields of interest include poetry, short fiction, Transcultural studies, Gender studies, etc. She has presented papers national and international seminars. She published her debut anthology of poems, Late Night Lantern

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