I heard your name.
Elders often said,
Hiddenly, with distaste!
Your life, is ‘comment-able‘
I don’t know why!
Though no one shares,
The Bed,
Where you often lie.
Unknown of reasons,
That made You walk,
Under the Red life-
That, makes us call you Slut!
Often, un-named, You go,
In public places, that names you-
Only to satisfy those Desires,
Which in turn plays with You!
Your life, Your smiles,
Your dreams, Your sighs,
Are squeezed by –
Only who loves you, by the night!
When I was small,
#thoughts 