A gloomy,dark,cold night...
the fallen angel walks by.
The glances are piercing her,
as if ripping of her clothing,
and making her feel nude.
She shivers in cold,
She trembles in hunger,
She longs for a shelter.
But no one comes to help her,
she is a fallen angel!and
her body is for sale....
Those wolves pounce on her,
they quench their lust,
bite her ,scratch her....
leave her moaning in pain,
blood-covered and breathless!
And then the next day...
she covers her wounds,
behind the layers of pancake
and waits for another day....
She craves for a little love,
she receives hatred!
she craves for a little support,
and she receives ignorance!
They say she is spoiled...
they ignore her existence.
But her so called impurity,
outshines the moon's purity!
She shines in glory....
camouflaging all pains,that
she receives every night!
She brings food to her family,
she feeds her hungry child.
She keeps performing duties...
so silently and truthfully.
But no one owes duty to her,
for she is a spoiled girl!
She is empty,she is hollow,
and clueless about tomorrow.
Seasons change,colours fade,
and she walks by,in
a gloomy,dark,cold night.
