Monsters In Disguise

Some of you, for pleasure you pay,
Money to daughters of others, just to play.
While I stood tired, worn down by creeps,
Yearning for kindness, for love that keeps.

Now you act as if I crossed a line,
Dragging your kin into this fight of mine.
But where was the care when I cried for grace?
I’m someone’s daughter, deserving a place.

Battling monsters since I was a child,
You wear your charm, but your heart is wild.
You talk of love, yet thirst for flesh,
A hollow pursuit, a heart’s cold mesh.

What did I even ask for?
For you to pamper and protect,
To treat me like a girl, to respect,
When did I ask for your money or your thought
To build me up, or a good image you sought?

Yet you called me a gold digger, made remarks about my figure,
And when I unveiled my strength, you recoiled in fright.
How can I focus on living while guys like you
Strip another for living, like vultures in view?
Go ahead, laugh, call me crazy,
In this world where my body’s just a phase,
To think I ever felt sorry for you,
For a single indecent touch, a twisted view.

Countless stares, not just a mere graze,
Yet you prattle on of womanly praise.
I’ve faced the shadows, the lies, the fright,
But I rise like the dawn, reclaiming my light.

And my flame won't die with me, you see,
I will raise my voice so countless others can be free.
For every whisper of pain, I’ll turn into a roar,
Igniting the strength to break down the door.

~ Kanika Kaushal ✨ The Luminous Muse

Comments

Amazon Worker

Hey there Amazon Worker, Do you think you pulled one over? Mocked my vulnerable side, only to protect your fake pride. I can’t fathom why I ever asked you to pamper and protect. Your wealth was never my concern, yet you watched my trust burn. As I began to share how I felt, you made a snide remark, hitting below the belt. Do you think I care if people change the way they stare? I’m no longer trying to hide; the girl you knew has long died. It’s amusing now that you said I remind you of your mother— What kind of devil hurts the daughter of another? Everyone says to forgive and forget since you were only a child. I would if you didn’t parade your weak masculinity, born of Rothschild. Your false grandeur can’t erase the damage done, I’ve found my strength and my journey’s just begun. If you thought you were good for my image, Know this: my growth surpasses your limits. I’m a woman whose name you can’t tear from the page, And I will stand tall, owning my own stage. ~ Kanika Kau...

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Oh, drop the good guy act, You pretended to care, that's a fact. Someone who was hiding their own shame, Called me psycho and crazy, how lame. You tried to charm me with your coffer, Brushed off my pain, saying, “Stop it, or else I won’t buy a lightsaber.” You took all you could and then asked what I have to offer? Funny how you wanted to burn it all down when you lost your maker, But when I cried and screamed, called me a big faker. You claimed to know love, but never took the time, To understand my heart, my rhythm, my rhyme. You wrapped me in darkness while claiming the light, But all you offered was a hollow delight. Now your shadows fade, and I choose to ignite, I’ll weave my own stories, reclaiming my flight.

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