Mentoo Poem by Dr. Yogesh Sharma

I was at home but not alone,
My mother was just in the next room,
My sister was in her room,
Her music exploding through my eardrum.
Tip-toe; tip-toe; my friend sneaked into my room,
I was lost high and dry.
My thighs were closed tightly,
She used her cute hands to unzip my trousers.
I cried no and pushed her off me again and again.
I cried no, she forced me down.
I cried no and cried.
She choked me to silence my yells.
I tried to push and to get away.
Fearing the presence of my family,
I finally stopped resisting
And let her finish her forced lovemaking.
Scary and chilling,
I shuddered in the bathroom.
I cried no, I cried no, I cried no.
She cooked me without flames,
Wounded me with her scaring love,
Played havoc with my emotions,
Either you marry me
Or give me loads of bucks,
Or be ready to face Dark Laws.
I curse that black day,
The day, she uttered ‘I love you.'
The fire and fear still burns,
The black and blue,
My whole existence,
My body and soul,
Mentally and physically.
I'll never surrender,
And I'll tell the other Mentoo,
Because all must be careful and warned,
Of woman just like her.