Words Of Harlot.... Poem by Komal Pawar

Being what I'm was not an option,
Those were the conditions, without any choice...

Always outstanding, had a vision,
'Happy family, no future thoughts',
Mere displacement, made a fission,
'Happy thoughts, no future & family'.

He was the first & only customer, at my door,
Getting sozzled, spilled the hitches within a tour!

Though his visit was daily, I was a Virgo,
It was just a bonding, No words to and fro! !

A day aroused,
He never visited thereafter,
But paid for my lifetime,
So as not to let anyone Master....
And become a customer for the next time

Weak I went in departure wave,
Simultaneously leading me towards the Grave! ! !

Just in the cemetery as I entered,
Accidental in it, two tombs I encountered….
Heard the prayers said for twice,
Eventually lead us into the Paradise!