Balakrishnan Mohandoss
TCS
The Bitch
Between my thighs,
He ignites
The fire in me !
We dream
To ride to the end
Of the endless world !
We dream,
So wild !
A dream that can end
my never-ending nightmares !
Culture they say,
Tradition they say,
You get raped politely !
Not just genitals,
Even their foul mouth does it !
For they can rape my body,
And not my soul !
If I don't shut my thoughts,
They call me a "slut" !
If I don't shut my legs,
They call me a "bitch" !
Never mind !
It's time to spread my legs,
Like a "Boss Bitch".
Miles on Miles, I keep riding,
Not in search of what I lost.
Miles on Miles, I keep riding,
But to get lost on the roads.
Miles on Miles, I keep riding,
Until I find a no-man's land,
Just the roads
And my metal beast
Between my thighs !