Free Of Shame Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay

Handsome girl
You charge two rupees for your service
And it's too small for all your distress
Being for sometime my mistress!

But I love those silken cheese
That charge me five rupees
Wet in oiled black curls
Handsomest dark skin girls!

Can't get me all the white
What I get from her all night
Turn me a slave her power
Aroma of her hair's flower!

Are you free of shame
O girl what's your name
Else how you give freely
Yourself for a sum measly!

Someone's wife or mother
Tell me why I bother
And not pay you in my pity
When you sell you for poverty!