English Poem 2

By joviya

,g;gbAk; Xh; tpgr;rhhp vd;w vd; ftpijapd; Mq;fpy

nkhopngah;gG.

nkhopahf;fk; : jhk]; (N[htpah).

A PROSTITUTE OF THIS SORT

Whether she perished or deteriorated

If perished, let go to perish

If deteriorated, let go to deteriorate

Circumstances of her life cornered her

To that red light brothel

Her flowery body, the voluptuous rapists….

Look there, she as a squeezed flower

Oh, know the truth of her heart

Oh, know the struggle of her heart

Oh, human! Looking the pristine of body

Look the pristine of her heart

In the view of Vedas, she

Is unchaste

In my view, she

Is queen of chaste

She boldly declares as prostitute

Because she knows perished

May these women declare as social-faux

No, these …

Because these women living with dry pride

She may jump into the fire as Sita

Is her only body burning?

No, no

Her immaculate heart too

Her heart known by herself

Has no heart to kill it by her

The fire, Sita jumped into yester is different

Today’s fire is different

In today’s fire she (Sita) burns, these (women) too burns

Oh human repair brain at a corner

If you try

Take her to the lamp house.

-Jovia

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