Category Archives: Ancient

Poem: The Candidate (II)

She was made to lie down
A thin ragged man with crooked mouth came to her
Legs spread, cold slippery object enters her
The man sinisterly pats her head.

A carmine silk cloth covers her
Head hangs low. Don’t look upward!

Doors creak.
Footsteps getting closer.

The scent of a man –
Cloth separated.
Caressing her face.

Darkness still wraps around her
Fairly sedated –

His lips confess a linger
Hands and fingertips like hungry beast
Cheek to cheek
Breasts hardened –

Before them seated her in-law,
Presenting a white cloth of tainted patch
Red liquids represent her chastity
Caused by his deflowering act

A harem that housed gazillion concubines
Complicated relationships and
An institution to polish a woman’s scorn!

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Poem: The Candidate (I)

To catch a fish in the air
Think about it until the cow comes home
Laughter everywhere
This girl knows no limit in stupefy dream.

She is invited to the Harem
Cultural shocked to see the rest
Girls; young and old
Boys; very few but effeminate

A man and woman
Dressed in black cloak
Castrate the males to be eunuchs
Short-listing those females –

She is a ripe peach
To the dark,
Dark chamber she was sent
Huge as her living hall

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