THE
NAMELESS WOMAN NOT TO BE CALLED (27.08.08)-
by - S.A.A.
She is the one to be called
Still the callous world calls her a call girl
Days for her begin with sunset and ends with daylight
In between a life lead by her heaven proved hell
Survival is not a question but the only motive left to her
In the midst of the brutal society which bestowed a life to her
She is the scapegoat for the viciousness of the society
A wanderer whose fate lost its numbers in the game
She is the one whose name not supposed to be called
Still the callous world given her name a call girl
Long for a for meal to keep herself alive
Skin and flesh together in her soulless body
For those devils which burst desire to have her
Vivid dreams went colorless in coloring her body
Started finding a life in the lifeless night light
No matter whether he is black or white
The gain is hers if she gets one for that hour of darkness
Who pays well no matter rich or poor she never cares
She had never seen delighted morning dew
The bliss of evening stars is just an uncanny fact to her
She is the queen of her own gloomy world
Where she herself is the ruler and the ruled
A blind went behind riches in search of riches
Who lost her persona for unknown persons
She is secular in her like
Hindu, Muslim or a Christian all are alike,
Her life is eternal nevertheless it is winter, summer or spring
She is never unwaged as long as she is on her swing
by - S.A.A.
She is the one to be called
Still the callous world calls her a call girl
Days for her begin with sunset and ends with daylight
In between a life lead by her heaven proved hell
Survival is not a question but the only motive left to her
In the midst of the brutal society which bestowed a life to her
She is the scapegoat for the viciousness of the society
A wanderer whose fate lost its numbers in the game
She is the one whose name not supposed to be called
Still the callous world given her name a call girl
Long for a for meal to keep herself alive
Skin and flesh together in her soulless body
For those devils which burst desire to have her
Vivid dreams went colorless in coloring her body
Started finding a life in the lifeless night light
No matter whether he is black or white
The gain is hers if she gets one for that hour of darkness
Who pays well no matter rich or poor she never cares
She had never seen delighted morning dew
The bliss of evening stars is just an uncanny fact to her
She is the queen of her own gloomy world
Where she herself is the ruler and the ruled
A blind went behind riches in search of riches
Who lost her persona for unknown persons
She is secular in her like
Hindu, Muslim or a Christian all are alike,
Her life is eternal nevertheless it is winter, summer or spring
She is never unwaged as long as she is on her swing
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