The Unknown

Forced into the hands of unknown
Clamped, stifled, throttled and thrown.
Quivering voices dared oppose,
I am not all your own.
Money can buy you anything from stone to throne
Not my body available anytime for shown.

Will sue you someday!
Silence too has got a voice
No more your victim or prey.
Got hold even more tight,
Pity force not to shy
Those evil eyes wrung her hands, then face
And then …What’s left to say.

A holy woman craving to escape.
Is marriage a licence to rape?
Listen, go alone beyond this unknown
Unknown this nutan known.