By: Aaryka Sharma

In my life, fear does exist,
 For me, the fear is difficult 
to hold in a fist.
Fear of being raped, 
fear of being killed,
I hate these fears 
because these are instilled.
I never accepted them 
with my heart,
But after seeing many Nirbhayas 
dying, to believe them, I did start.
Everyday those headlines,
become the reason of my 
happiness' deadline.
Those news kills my soul,
For me, my fears are 
difficult to be controlled.
"I don't want to be an another nirbhaya"
Only this my brain can shout,
 Everyday my body refuses for accepting that clout.