Me
hishing sound, patched clothes with blankness
dull sunshine with all blemishes of blackness
running mid between the moonlight road
staggering with her own foots
just of male Woolf es
with lustrous eyes in a pack
those must be drowned
in firey ocean
thinking about blankness she hold
at that time
when she was caught in the trap
and victimized
making her owned self identity
publicized
as she was noticed aftermath
of last fiery night
being all alone lying aside
on the sunlight road
is this my night job?
westernized clothes
that make me prey of bunch of male
because of their uncontrolled biological
instinct conventionally sailed in ocean of prevailing thoughts
they do not feel to control or hold
because a woman westernized freely
feel to play their role
as commodity as their flavor for shortened
westernized clothes
as aftermath reactionary public say
oh sorry i do not mean to say this
their clothes make them victimized
this is their biological
instinct that mean to stare and say
whatever they feel at heat of moment
to unchanged conventional mode of pleasure
of verbal sexual abuse i must say
but do woman
react in this way
because they are in need of change
so to say
rather then shutting victimize in
closet
open up in different way
so that male biological dominance in any
form also need to get victimize in
different ways
poetic expression, court justice,
not sexual pleasure when a woman do not feel
she is ready to play as heat of moment life
partner as uncontrolled instinct of man aroused
to feel and touch thee
but sorry i am not ready for you today
let do it another day
so man
need to know
woman also grab instincts
but learned to control
not to troll
when expressed freely
as man do.
let make them
victimize too
preach them
your instinct must be for one
as you think we must own for one
not as commodity
as you made me
last night
by publishing female within me
how i will make me believe
a guy will not haunt me
who will hold me
as you expressed
i was at fault
not you
because these are biological instincts
must be fueled
or my duty at night
must pay
what to do
but slap this thought process
conventionallized by society
being victimized in this way
or some other way from time
long
not in snail way but in
rain way turned
in thunderstorm way
methods as i suggested
so that the sword of victimize
at very base level reacting in different
modes must not cease but reach at its heyday
so that martyr of a victimize woman
must be paid
homage in different way by reacting at
and changing mosaic pattern at bases laid.