She lived in an lux apartment,
Taking calls everyday,
Attending to customers,
For afew thousand bucks,
For the service of sex rendered,
Stashing away money
For the future to get married
To a decent guy in another town,
In a country where money
And cars are hard to come by,
She led a luxurious life,
Most services rendered
By her in five star hotels,
The outside world oblicious
Of her deeds and sale
Of her pretty body, she lived
A life of acted innocence and virginity.
Ravikiran Arakkal
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice subject, but i think it should be more intense, pain of a call girl could not come out...