Traditions here are rich and old,
Lying beneath the cultural folds,
Screams are getting louder and shriller,
Let's see for how long she holds.
Let the silence finally be audible,
For it's not hollow and gullible,
Darks within marriages are a bitter truth.
Ohh! It's an age old institution,
Made in heaven, marriage is pious and pure,
You must endure!
That is what we are told.
Beneath the blankets his hands are cold,
No!
How many times I have told.
Her feelings hurt,her modesty outraged,
But there is nothing she can do,for she's told,
That he's your husband he has the right,
Isn't that the plight!
Ohh, no no no !
There is no escape,
It is his name that you drape.
And beyond the household,
Your naive dreams have no shape.
Once you marry and take those vows,
In those eternal flames,
It's your freedom that bows.
Not just on your thoughts and dreams,
But your body and soul as well.
What the hell!
Oh, and that consent of yours,
Will come back to you,
After meeting the marital shores.
He is your husband,
To satisfy him is your responsibility,
Marital Rape! Is not a possibility.
They say, If considered!
The institution of marriage will tremble,
Which we are not ready to gamble.
For the echoes of forceful surrender ,
Stay within the household walls,
It's necessary,
To record them and play in the debating halls.
How come eradicating such an evil,
Will weaken and make us watch,
How the great institution of marriage falls.
Instead,
It will strengthen the beautiful bond.
It is necessary,
For its not just the body he manhandles,
It's the soul,not just her but his own too,
That with his actions,to the devil of violence he Gamble's.
But then as it is,
He's the man , it i
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