Romancing the night

Those headlights afar…

Look like eyes of a monster

gaining up on me

Scurry like a rat out of its way girl

did you really think this is your city?

You’re not Cinderella to be out till 12

let not the darkness set its eyes on you as well

The moon in this city

makes wolves of all

Any walk is loiter

when it’s after nightfall.

Why put in danger too

your knight in shining armour

The biggest crime in this city

is your public ardour

The provocations of your presence

removes masks off men

Why don’t you stay

in that coach in the front-end?

Not for you is the street’s nightly breeze

From walled compounds romance the night all you please

(A small poem on how it feels to be out after dark in this city)

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8 thoughts on “Romancing the night

  1. sheer frustration and handicap given a voice. as a woman i can relate to it quite easily.just one suggestion don’t compromise your thought for any sort of rhyme, let words flow

  2. Beautifully put the predicaments of being a woman in this city
    “You’re not Cinderella to be out till 12
    The moon in this city
    makes wolves of all”
    Great, poetess!!!

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