My privacy and secrets
Swallowed
All of my ambitions
Drowned
When so much of light
Sparkle On me
My mind is compare this
To my secret life in dark night
At that embarrassing
Minutes my eyes only
Wear clothes
They treat
My femininity
As foot ball
Those men have
Two life
One is as open book for society
Another one in dark room
Those hypocrites
Jailed us in that dark room
They controlled us
By their money and power
Except few
All men have two faces.
All men controlling
Their sisters, lovers
And wife.
Persuading them to wear
Traditional dresses
Mean while
Those same men
Always
Want to see us
In swim suit or glamour dresses
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I would like to translate this poem
Nicely written. Thanks foe sharing...10.
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