Protected: Just Give Up On Me
Hopeless Love
Hopeless Love
She was about to faint
Due to the extreme pain from her bruises.
High rise skyscraper-like dream,
And she decided to take a leap?
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She was hushed
Transformed into a melancholic beauty
As her faith was broken
By a man who lived in her fantasy
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It was extremely painful and unacceptable,
But there was no escape,
As the saddest part came to haunt her
When the man stood by her side with an adorable gaze!
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This poem is a response to a poem Catch Me When I Fall written by Graci.
This is the 98th poem under the poetry journal “Isn’t She A Cape Crusader!” which aims to add 100 poems under 100 days. I missed nineteen days.
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Protected: Not So Ideal, Relentlessly Archetypal
I Promise I’d Never Say #MeToo
Dear Men,
You can touch me whenever you want,
Grope me,
Press me,
And it’d be very sweet of you,
If you forcibly kiss me.
I can identify
When you look at me from bottom to top,
Picture me naked,
But don’t you feel shy to talk about it
And if you want to go one step ahead,
You can masturbate in front of me.
Sometimes I feel offended
And be bitchy about my ‘rights’ and ‘gender equality’
Because of these stupid #MeToo and #womenempowerment movement
Do not take it seriously
I am just playing-hard-to-get game
What else would I want
Than brutally manhandled by you
Ultimately, raped by you
Because you are my prince charming
I am your toy
You are my king
I am your sensational sleeping pills of joy
What purpose am I serving here
If I disobey your desired sexual command?
What a life would I be living
If I refuse to jerk your phallus off
It’s hard to imagine my all achievements and progress
Without you and your tiny little thing
So, Dear Men
I request you from the bottom of my heart
Kindly never ever stop ‘loving’ me.
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This poem is a take on the current revelation, thanks to #MeToo Movement, of sexual harassment and objectifying of women in various industries. Feel free to share anywhere.
This is the 96th poem under the poetry journal “Isn’t She A Cape Crusader!” which aims to add 100 poems under 100 days. I missed nineteen days.
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