In this miniature world,
There reside billions of souls,
Each one with a story to be told,
Good, bad, all kind of memories they behold.

Passing through the streets,
It was indeed a beautiful night,
There i saw her under the street lamp,
Wondered what were her story and her purpose at this point of time.

I came close, stood beside her,
With no hint of shyness she arrives,
Called for some money,
Pleasures like never before, she claimed.

Now i could see her hideous display,
Dressed to showcase her body,
She smiled at me, pulling me towards her,
That was the time, I met the queen of the nights.

Puffed a cloud of smoke on my face,
I saw her eyes had a shining blaze,
What i wanted with her was still unclear,
I was there for a purpose but now I cant seem to steer.

From top to bottom, she was different,
Nothing was matching and there was no fear,
I was sure to spend my time with her,
All I could say, "Are you game for the night my dear?"

We made a contract to stay together,
It was for hours and not forever,
Lead me through an alley to the magical door,
We entered a world to which I was unknown before.

There were rooms, rooms and some more i could see,
With the same signs at the door knobs as i could perceive,
"Whatever’s happening behind, we are having a good time"
I was following her to conceal myself from the outer world.

777, I read on the door,
We entered the room and everything was neatly kept,
A perfect decor,
She handed me a bottle of scotch promising me a roller coaster ride through all.

I wondered what number was I for her,
She seemed experienced with the looks, i thought,
She sat besides me till i gulped down the whiskey shot,
And there was the question, "What do you want to do? How do you want to start?"

Blabbering in my head, I was speechless at first,
I wanted to know her rather than starting over,
A fool, a *****, a waste **** has to come to brothel, they might think,
That was me i guess but people said I stink.

Her previous clients had specific demands she said,
Some wanted her to pretend dead till they are done with her,
Some acted as heinous souls and wanted to abuse her,
They all had their needs and she satisfied them for real.

She screamed as per their wish i learnt,
She was willing ***** as it was the part of her curriculum,
Each night, strange men,
All this she did, just to pay the rent.

I told her it was her wish tonight,
She came close and whispered, "You wouldn’t be disappointed Mister!!",
My clothes were off leaving me to be naked for real,
All the jobs were done with great deal of satisfaction.

Her body was a wonderland and I was lost,
Perfect bosoms, perfect shape, everything was perfect i thought,
The clock was ticking and the end was near,
Suddenly inside me was a tangible fear.

Time was up, it was the moment to leave,
She lay there naked, it wasnt a dream,
She asked for a price, I paid, I left,
There were all kind of voices I heard on my way back.

The ****** was high, so were the noises,
Some cried and some happily dealt with it,
So many souls were pushed into becoming the toys for others,
Was there any identity they carried, will they ever be respected?

What some people did it for pleasure, they did it for money,
At the tender age of nuturing, they were loosing,
Why such a disturbing thought after such a great night,
"Will i ever be respected?" were the words inscribed on the wall besides.

I left the door opened as i walked outside,
Under every lamp, the pavement was flooded with them,
They lived there, ate and fought for survival with their might,
They were queen of the nights.

Walking down the lane,
The thought was bubbling like about to burst,
Will i ever come back to satisfy my thirst,
To the place where people come to unleash their monsters.