She Poem by Indranil Bhaduri

The streets were getting wet
As she walked through the dark stinking alleys
During the midnight hours,
Feeling the soft drizzles..
Her body and mind being drenched
With pseudo ecstasy,
Plunging into forbidden pleasures
All through the silent misty night!
She could still sense
The nocturnal bites on her skin,
The scars and bruises all over her
And the devil's wild moaning with delight!
Gradually she traversed through the lanes,
Gasping for a breather,
As the titillating touches pierced her body,
With her solitary soul burning into ashes…
The broad smile still flashed on her face
As she counted the pieces of gifts
That she received in return,
Offering her material skin
To the hungry wolves howling all around,
Hiding the droplets of tears rolling down
From her deep sparkling eyes
All through her blemished face,
And thus wishing to drown into the cute smile
Of her life filled with innocence
That waited for her, inside the shabby room
Within the photoframes,
Everynight …

Copyright © 2012 Indranil Bhaduri