Whore

To protect you from Nature's evil eyes

God gifted you with a black mole

On your chin

And two black eyes too.

To shield you from the 

Vulgar gaze of society

Your lover too gave you a black expletive 

She is a bloody whore, he snarled.

A whore is not just a spotless sculpture

Erected at the main crossing 

Nor is she the one 

Waiting on her brothel bed

Just so that you may 

Unload yourself on her

A whore could be anybody

Even your mom

When your dad abuses her

Your sister too could be a whore

After she had slept with her lover

Just as your beloved was one, 

After she had slept with you

Your wife could also be a whore

On the day the food had more salt in it

You daughter too could be a whore

Like so many other whores

© Manjul Singh 

©Mr. Chaitanya Nagar For Translate My Hindi Poetry In English.