Abuse

[GaneshKayande]

Abuse

Oh yes I was that idiot dunce of the class,
Having a hideous face with thick rimmed glass;

Ears were trained to hear words- idiot,duffer,
Why would anyone care even if I suffer?

For my brain was miniscule compared to yours,
With my struggling IQ less than room temperature;

For my slightest error you laughed blusterously,
& my naïveté invited your abuses & tantrums openly;

My mates treated me like a human  bag of crap,
Where, oblivious to all, my bitter feelings were trapped;

With no amicable shoulder for me to cry on,
Pillows endured my tears with each day gone;

Only moon witnessed the cool shade of mine,
Sun thought the rearing abusive flames are fine.
       ~Sukhada Dani