Tissued

By Niru Rose

A cheery bunch of strangers

Came towards me

It all seemed so kinder

To ask some time with me

All I had was wonder

Is something special with me

Apparently it was just my gender

That made them swarm like fleas

I wasn’t even given a choice

As your noises ate up my voice

It wasn’t me being cool

I was being sucked into a whirlpool

It was just a ruse

To choose and use

I was broken by force

And I sensed no remorse

Ravished without a choice

Left with no more poise

Used, to be disposed

I was tissued..

By Niru Rose