Even she was not chained to anything
But wasn't free to go
Don't judge by looks stated the society
But that's a myth as she is earning more
Not a single scar on her face
Her heart is sinking in pain of sorrow
Thinking about how anyone can come but she isn't free to go
Door is same.
But for me its opportunity to make money.
For other it's opportunity to call me honey for 5 min or more.
A sublime start with a nice poem, Pankaj G. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.
An insightful piece of poetry nicely embellished in poetic rhyme with conviction. Beautiful poem that leaves the reader with an enigma to ponder. Thanks for sharing Pankaj.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Welcome to poemhunter.. A good start