Draped inside the golden skin
                She carries a mutilated heart within
                    With every new soliciting hold
                Her old being gets crippled and sold
             Confronting those eyes, giving a lewd leer
              Creeps through her infected blood
                    Mingled spirit of fury and fear
         The fright of surrender pounds her heart
     For someone’s pleasure, stings her every part
             Bound in the hands of nasty pimps
          In the ocean, unfathomable, all her hopes sink
            In the bleak corners of the brothel, die
        For escape, unceasing yowl, the never ending cry
       Inside the four walls, for help no answer she finds
               ‘This is your fate’ the echo reminds
               No one can empathize her pain
          She is just a part of stigma and disdain
             Behind the veil, comes out a wail
              Who should have the real shame?
            For a work, she is been coerced into
    Why whole life her ‘name’ has to carry the blame?