I lost my virginity for the man who will never care!
Care-free clothes, brother's dresses no more I
can wear!
Changes in frame, didn't change my willing soul
though!
Care not about 'Soul', for I am fifteen and
no more a kid.
It bleed every month and I thought I am
cursed.
It skipped a month and I believed I am
pregnant!
What will I tell? Answers they need! Oh,
I betrayed!
Betrayed my family for I became
pregnant!
I am eighteen, I have grown;
or I believed so.
I did pursue, pursue a lot
than those around.
I did strive, and strive hard
with ambitions!
Friends I had, and gender was
not a criteria.
I talked to him, and
travelled with him.
I laughed with him, and
I cared for him.
Mom gave an eye!
Neighbour gave a talk!
Disgrace I am, Oh I
am not a virgin any-more?
I am twenty two and I believed I am in love.
He was there, the one who made me laugh.
He was there, the one who said, 'will stand by'
I care-less for my world was 'him'.
He kissed my hand, and it felt so special.
He had kissed, and I believed I lost my virginity!
I never knew it will end; I never knew he will
walk off!
For he has kissed, and I believed, I lost my
virginity!
I am twenty five, and have learnt my lessons.
Career I chose, and those around fail to
understand!
Then he came, the one for life, the one who
showed 'love'
'love' is 'life', and he did prove it.
'love and romance' through only was hidden
and treasured!
We did kiss, and we did lay around cuddled
forever!
Crime it is! For we were in love, but the world
around made us criminals!
Oh, I forgot, this time time I should have lost 'it', for I
cuddled, and I did cuddle long!
I was twenty eight; rebel is suppressed and no more alive!
Suppressed and fought; fought and lost
Rebel is dead and 'their slave' will live and perish!
‘Love and life, never will exist together, they told me so!
Family and prestige, caste and religion – all that matters, they told me so!
What I pursued and achieved – mattered not!
Whether I loved and wanted to be in that love – mattered not!
It mattered and I did hold 'it' – 'my love' – for that man who will never care!
Wow thank you for sharing. This is such a social allegory.