Virginity Poem by Nazim ZarSinner
Virginity
I was sitting lonely, my head on table
Was drowned in deep thoughts to make life stable
As a lost memory, to my mind she came
A Brahmin's daughter: wearing green in temple
Venerating: a chastity's example
When she finished her mantras, I asked her name
She said: I'm Gita, the goddess of respect
Virginity is my wealth, I can't neglect
Talking to you - a stranger - brings me shame
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