Poetry from Mesfakus Salahin

Whore’s Row

– Take the body, the body?
– What is your name?
– Some say queen of the night, some say whore.
– Is it the name of a girl?
-What do you do with it? I do not sell my name; sell the body. You can look a little differently. There is a special offer today.
Buy for one hour free all night! Incredible offer!


– What are you saying!
– I sell at the price of time.
– I am not such a man
– One in all men. Men do not hate women. Police, doctors, lawyers, leaders, ministers, industrialists, rickshaw pullers, are equal in one place. Here Hindu, Muslim, Vaidya, Christian do not have different taste ? Here is the song of equality.
– It is not right to talk like this. Not everyone is the same.
– I’m wrong again, I’m a whore. Well, what is a whore’s penis?
– I don’t know.

-Ha ha, you couldn’t? I know, you can’t. The night a man spends with a woman is pure. Pure men! Women are corrupted.
– Can’t you do anything else?
– No.
– No, why? It looks like learning.
– Lack, I  lack a lot . Lack of body folds. Lack of mother’s bosom Lack of father’s clothing. Education alone does not lead to employment. Money or Mama is must. I don’t have anything. I also want experience. However, I do not need experience in this work. Inexperienced people are more expensive here. Ha ha ha
– You talk too much.

– I talk too much but tell the unloved truth.
You sell talent and I sell youth. Both of them are sellers. Someone rapes the mind. Take the body, the body?
–  Does not it shame you?
– No, I was raped by civilizations. Fear of dying again. give me money
– What money?
– of my time.
– How much money?
– Five thousand rupees is very much needed. – Why?
-For my drug addict husband and sick mother.

– Are you married?
– By no means.
– Addicted husband?
– Yes. He helps a lot even if he puts his hands on it sometimes. It’s just a sign board. But because he is there, the vultures cannot dissect me at night.
– Take five thousand rupees for your mother.
– You are very good. Where to do it? Should you go to the hotel or your flat?
– You go now. I am not a man, but a good man.

-Even if you turn me away, some man will embrace me.