Horrified Tale Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

It is condemned as horrified tale
The position constantly abused by male
Simple story of domination and torture of female
I fail to understand and face turns pale

What has happened to woman folk?
Why same story is repeated to talk?
Each time we come across when walk?
Emerges out of ignorance as they reveal and soak

How can one say she was influenced?
By sweet talks and personality she got induced
When time came for honor to be reduced?
All ideas rush and state of mind gets confused

No soul may fall for easy pray
As no human being likes complete sway
She has third sense to alert the mind
If danger is around and likely to be found

You may speak with low voice
But had submitted with no noise
Whatever may be the strength of powerful man!
No one on earth can subdue a woman

Women today are educated and self reliant
They face bravely and can't act as humble client
Everything moves on with agreed formula and terms
But something unusual too happens in turn

There remains one thing to be seen
Rape cases do happen and always scene
Sometimes it is forced one and sometimes agreed one
But rape as such can't be denied by anyone

Male and female are two sides of the coin
Both are at opposite pole and constantly remain
Some attraction takes place and stage is set
Either of the party likes it and it is willingly let

I hear about atrocities against woman
Sometime I feel against and consider it as inhuman
But certain things can't be taken off the list
More one denies and less other insist

I feel pinch of salt and feel depression
Such things can be termed as naked aggression
A clever ploy employed against woman and her wish
Not at all admirable gesture to talk of and finish