By Sonika A.
I was standing
Right behind the door
In stark darkness
Hiding from the predators
Looking at me
Like I’m a whore
Being a girl
Seems like a stigma
Monsters living out there
Seeking for that chance
Somehow some innocent soul
Gets entrapped in their plexus
Just to fulfill their hunger
No matter
How her life
Would get changed afterwards
There is no safe place
For her to stay and
To live whole heartedly
I’m scared of this world
Finding a niche
Some dark, some quite
Just for the survival
Sonika A., from India, is a student of biotechnology. She proved herself in various fields – dancing, choreography and event organizing – during her studies, in her campus. She is here with us to set her emotions out.