The wet eyes are so quiet and secluded,
Can't imagine the cruelty happened till death.
I wish we could've some respect for her,
Let her live with dignity and with no fear.
What’s so good that we are mere men?
If we can't love our own respectful women.
Life will not only end but will curse too,
Don't forget what she is and her true value.
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© Snehil Srivastava