Characterless Poem by Payal Priya

Characterless



When my dress is too short
Or the neckline too low;
When I cover little
And laugh, and talk
And live more;
When I prefer to choose
And deny to follow;
When I pat your back
And share few jokes;
You gossip.
Your whispers turn into a roar.
Exasperated, you glare.
I must be lewd.
I just be labelled
Characterless.

Thursday, March 23, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: woman
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr. Yahya 27 March 2017

Of course, the poetess is right.

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Edward Kofi Louis 25 March 2017

Glare! ! Thanks for sharing.

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Payal Priya 23 March 2017

Thank you sir ☺

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Gajanan Mishra 23 March 2017

beautiful write, I like it. people are not so wise, I know.

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