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A Victim No More

She didn't plan it,
Probably she never dreamed it, 
But it happened, 
And it changed her forever. 

It's not the bruises that I care, 
It's her determination that I share. 
She had made up her mind, 
Not to give into forces of any kind. 

She laughed her pains out loud, 
Many confused it with humor. 
She has triumphed her fear, 
Path to glory in her mind is clear. 

You have all met her, 
She was there when you crossed the road. 
Maybe the one who walked past you, 
When you were busy passing lecherous smile. 

She smiles at the world filled with diminutive mind, 
The eyes which stare at her with lust and desire. 
She thinks of you as an unfortunate soul, 
One who carries tiny mind in their small pockets. 

You haven't fought the battles she has, 
You may never be worthy to walk her path. 
She doesn't ask for your attention or sympathy, 
She is too busy to be bothered,  enjoying life's festivity. 

-VJ says ~ Cheers and Peace 


  1. Cheers!!!
    Life is too beautiful to think about things that aren't ;)

    1. Well, what can I say. Life is indeed beautiful :)

  2. Cheers!!!
    Life is too beautiful to think about things that aren't ;)

  3. Is it someone you know?

  4. Strong content. Well penned. Keep writing :)

  5. Life of a human,beautifully worded.. Nice one bud...


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Words stringed together,
With more than a dash of emotion.

It all began with element of curiosity,
To unravel the unknown in each other.

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