Judge Me Not

Judge Me Not


Don't look at me plainly
As if I am a blotched cloth
I may have impurities
But they have their stories

Do you know whom I am from?
From a whore who once kissed a man
Who was jailed for a hundred months

I never had a read on a book
All I know is to sing and cook
I feed myself with my flesh
No one can ever wash this blemishes

Now tell me who am I again
A girl who sells herself in the bargain?
One who consumes herself to gain

when the world does nothing but to judge you, stand firm, you don't deserve prejudice.


marketer, writer, teacher :)

Poetry for all by vhanfire
Poetry for all by vhanfire

Sometimes words are not just words, they are feelings!

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