The mirror feared her, she was standing for hours

The mirror feared her, she was standing for hours together.. She had decked up, not knowing for whom it was for.. The anklets adorned her beautiful ankles, but she yearned for that mysterious fragrance.. She wanted an end to her miseries... She was ready to take that risk.. She knew that only money ruled the world, She was waiting for the highest bid from the leering crowd... The jasmine in her hair started to wither, In the hands of the drunk winner... Everyday was just another day, She lost her beauty and youth with each encounter... The soft mattress in the brothel was her partner in all her crimes, A silent spectator to her insatiable desires... #brothel #translated

Asha Harishh