She Wandered Lonely As A Cloud

A recreation of 'I wandered lonely as a cloud' by William Wordsworth.

She wandered lonely as a cloud,
Through the night so dark and chill.
When suddenly five men in shrouds,
Encircled her; she just stood still.
They seized her, ignoring her pleas,
Tears were shed, she fell to her knees.

Laid her flat, those freaking swines,
And on the poor girl did they prey.
Her skin exposed, she continued to whine,
Until they called it a day.
Dignity shattered, she went into a trance,
The silhouettes stood up, at her they glanced.

Cold winds blew and tree leaves swayed,
All five of them ready to flee.
When one took out a nasty blade,
Stabbed her, wanting to set her soul free.
She bled, and bled; with Death she fought,
But alas, it's a pity, she died on the spot.

Her body lay reeking under the sky,
lifeless, useless, bloody and nude.
Mother Earth had shiny tears in her eye,
With her fury abound, she concludes:
“To commit such a sin, how dare you even thought,
You'll never be acquitted, in hell you'll rot.”

Author's Note

Can't deny, this is what happens excessively around the world nowadays; a 'little' more excessively in our country. Please feel free to share your opinions/leave comments. They are much appreciated.
Also, if you haven't read the poem by William Wordsworth, here it is:

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

Reviews

[θεά]

From Wordsworth's Daffodils to this gritty, grimy fall of Man. How powerfully expressed the horror and suffering of a helpless woman in the hands of her perpetrators. Heinous and vile, if there is indeed any justice in this failing world, Mother Nature's wrath would be intolerable. Very adept piece of work this is.

[Zoya]

Thank you for your worthwhile words here, Mallika. Appreciated!

[Elizabeth]

this was absolutely enthralling! your words create an eerie atmosphere, which was perfect for this particular subject. this has to be one of my favourite poems by you. thank you for writing such amazing poems

[Zoya]

Thank you very much!! Appreciated :)

[ZakLeonRamsey]

I like this poem, but I love the revenge poem you've made. It is still good though, I like both of them. I'm not sure if I had mentioned this or not in one of your other poems or not, but you've become of my favourite poets.

[Zoya]

Thank you again, Zak! Much appreciated. Will soon return the favour.

[Sonakshi Arora]

I am so impressed with this work! You are a great poet, my friend! The imagery created is so strong and so is the message that is transcended. Keep it up :)
No words can define my love for this poem :)

[Zoya]

Thank you for your kind words here, Sonakshi!

[Sonakshi Arora]

It's my pleasure to have come across this wonderful piece :)

[KnightsEye]

Moving, I feel the agony. All good writers and poets expose the discomfort of reality.

Good work!

[Zoya]

Thank you, KinghtsEye. Much appreciated :)

[Sami Khalil]

You are a rising talent. You make poetry come alive. Marvelous Zoe...

[Zoya]

Thank you loads, Sami! Means a lot :)

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome.

[olympiuslu]

I absolutely love what you have done with such a famous poem, so clever! Also that you have explored such a horrific but important topic that needs more awareness is so inspiring! Your writing is so powerful and emotional, truly amazing talent!

[Zoya]

Thank you so much for your kind words! Means much :)

[BlackPrince]

GENIUS!!
GENIUS!!
GENIUS!!!

'Mother Earth had shiny tears in her eyes'

You are my favourite poet on Writers Cafe from now on.

Please keep working on your poems, writing and dating them each time, as part of building your portfolio; and one day you'll have so much body of poems to publish. The world has been waiting for you (AND ME). ):

WELL DONE!!!

[Zoya]

Thank you for the kind words, BlakPrince. I appreciate it!

[KCthelastboyscout]

Disturbing and shocking to read.But as you stated these incidents are very much real.well written but I hate that this concept of an idea has to be written at all

[Zoya]

Uh-huh, I understand.
Thanks for your time and review!

[Airafh]

Overwhelming and powerful, a very sad truth these days, just yesterdays newspapers reads 5 rapes in 5 days in Harayana :( . Daffodils being one of my favourite poems I started reading your poem hoping to find wordsworth lingering, but you did not need him. Very well written. This is the first piece I read of your collecion and it makes me read the rest of your writing.

[Zoya]

Almost a hundred rape cases are filed each day in India alone. That's the sad truth, as you said.read moreAlmost a hundred rape cases are filed each day in India alone. That's the sad truth, as you said.
Glad you liked the poem. Thanks much!

[Lovecraft]

I enjoyed your take on the poem, gives it a much more edgy and dark conclusion. The rape of the woman is almost like a violation of Life itself.

Great poem, but I would have enjoyed a "violent" description of the demise of the men. But I am Dexter Morgan, so? ;)

[Zoya]

Hah, and I thought Dexter Morgan is dead.
Thank you for your words here, Lovecraft!

[Lovecraft]

I didn't die, I faked my death. ;)

[Zoya]

Oh i see XD