The lost the damned and the beaten
Bloodshot swollen defeated
These eyes so big so bright
Hiding inside no end in sight
Swift dark demon lays its wretched hand
Still Still silent prayer, a wish or a magic wand
The beaten the damned and the lost
The world cries, stop it now
but man does not hear, the woman shall bow
Shutters closed
Doors bolted
Soft creamy skin once so tender and longed to be touched
To be squeezed and kissed with lips believed to be true
Now riddled with markings from you
Oh man, so strong, so bold, so deceiving
Not a mark nor a bump she shows to the world
Her every whim is for your hearts pleasure
Invissible branding she is yours forever
The book, it told u
man and woman will never be equal
She trusts your words are true
Oh man, you are so right!
Unequal but not for you
Your spawn she squeezed for hours
with a loving tender smile
Your hard hand she accepted
with love that burnt so deep inside
Oh man, so weak, so mean
The scale is uneaven,
come come, lets hear your screams
The wombs have united
Big and small
The world has heard her silent call
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A sad poem! A poem truly describing the atrocious attitude of man as a partner of women in this life. The character of poem, however is still merciful for man. Lovely poem. A sad poem. Good write Ms. Khan Ji.