Posted by: Ron DuBour | December 17, 2017

LOSS OF INNOCENCE~by Jyotirmaya Thakur




The chocolate uncle is most endearing,
Escorts her in evening on home returning,
Owns a corner shop near her school,
Children of all age find him chic cool.

There is an ancient wisdom in the land,
Nothing is ever free without any gain,
He is benevolent to girls of certain age,
Specially to the lonely diffident face.

A poor teenage girl without a father,
Finds him affectionate as love matters,
Closes his shop and walks beside her,
Chocolates and accessories always offers.

A harsh wind prowls through innocent leaves,
His wolf like teeth pressed over her bosom,
Her body crushed like rustling paper,
Loss of innocence grief troublesome.

The directions to lonely asylum confused,
A wrong turn in her life driving insane ,
Tearing cesarean without anaesthetic vein,
Unseen malady in deep remorse pain.

Jyotirmaya Thakur copyright 16/12/17.

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