a poem on the menace of eve teasing in the "rape capital" of our country

FRISKING

every girl's been frisked in Delhi

every girl has been touched in Delhi

guys frisk you well through their eyes,

to check if you are the apt size.

they rape you, yet not they touch

need i say more, melancholy is such.

they'll touch you for you'r irresistible

and know what, they'r irreproachable

for its you who make them do that,

for its you who make them fall flat.

that is what i was told.

and i did without any mould.

yet a simple tee n jeans was so attractive!

that they couldn't anywhere else go attentive.

for they had only me to see.

police in  pocket, rules 'ready broken, they'r free

i felt like like slapping the hell out of them,

alas! i din't, i still condemn

several experiences old now am i

girls stand up for yourself rather than cry,

if not physically, mentally we' r better.

Be arrogant, rather than softly patter.

because every girl's been frisked in Delhi.

because every girl needs to stand up in Delhi..