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…

The Indian Beauty

Worse than trapped in handcuffs I am arrested in my bangles Worse than choked in a loop I am strangled by my choker Worse than twisting my ears I am bled down by my earrings Worse than bound in chains I am held down with my anklet Worse than suffocated by pillow I am stifled…

A Bride’s Walk To Dreams

A red dot sits on her forehead, peeking from the ghunghat Her eyes are grazing the ground, concealing their naughtiness A huge nath adorns her tiny nose that turns pink at the tips She hears your whispers behind those ornate chaandbalis A shy smile lingering on her lips, sealing the words unsaid Her long neck…

An Indian Girl

Just like any other girl, she grows and develops From a baby to an adult, she turns with gallops Moving from crawling to falling and then to running She has a spark like every girl within that keeps burning That’s not all about her. She grows with certain morals. “You must be fully covered before…