Stepping In Hellfire

Her eyes are red balls of fire
And yours reek of lusty desire
For she is beauty in your ugly shire
That has slowly reduced to a mire

Why blame your thirst on her attire?
It’s your salacity and urge to sire
Why else did you get her for hire?
She’s a woman not a bunched quire

But like a dessert she’s laid for the squire
Awaiting her fate at the isle of the spire
With beady eyes full of hatred and ire
She gives in to her fate and into the hellfire

*Dedicated to brides who are sold for money in remote areas of India*

12 Comments Add yours

  1. Simmi says:

    At one end they say women are becoming equal to men, the other end of the coin shows women are being harassed more than ever!

    Liked by 3 people

    1. Yamini says:

      Things haven’t changed much for women. They have been covered up better, that’s the only difference!!

      Liked by 1 person

  2. Baffledmum says:

    It’s a shame such horror still exists 💔

    Liked by 3 people

    1. Yamini says:

      It does exist and it is a shame that we can’t do anything about it

      Liked by 2 people

      1. Baffledmum says:

        True… & sad! 😔

        Liked by 1 person

  3. Oh so touching. I admire your dedication to the women in remote areas of the World that are having to live in an ancient Culture. Great work.

    Liked by 2 people

    1. Yamini says:

      Thank you so much


  4. Powerfully and beautifully done

    Liked by 2 people

  5. You bring out this sad truth beautifully.

    Liked by 2 people

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