Editor’s Note: There’s is much of hue and cry over a woman’s virginity. Let’s leave the serious analysis of what it is, why is it so important and about the society’s views on it for later. For now, here is a take on it by ramyakrish1, one of our IL members. I am sure it will make you smile.
Do tell us what you think HERE. Your thoughts, poems, inspiring quotes or even suggestion of book on this topic would be welcome. Please contribute! we are waiting to hear from you.
I was a Virgin, sublimely pure
Like mother Mary, divine for sure
Though my heart had skipped many a beat
My legs had stood firmly on their feet
As pure as the first drop of dew
Desi Ghee from a chef’s point of view
Honey from a comb gently plucked
Mother’s milk hungrily sucked
One fateful day, I lost my footing
And was carried away by our frenzied petting
Without a vow of “Till death do us part”
My feet were now as weak as my heart
Overcome by shameless lust
And my moral virtues biting the dust
With a strange mix of pleasure and pain
I knew I would never be pure again
For weeks and weeks did I quietly weep
Clueless on a secret I had to keep
Now, reflecting, I laugh aloud
Oblivious to the mocking crowd
I wonder why people get a migraine
For willfully losing a membrane
It is not a wound that has to be healed
I hope this issue is forever sealed!!
