The rock quarry

The rock quarry

I had gone to the quarry

just to see

the twelve off springs

whom the parachi***

had given birth.

Not having my name in the partition deed,

and not having my descendant

among the twelve children,

are, as told by mother,

 for having broken

the canons of the age.

Mother did not fail to remind

that the life span of

the boiling brain

and burning body

is only that of  

an ejaculation

and what goes wrong

on dreary dusks

is the order of my

immoral licentiousness.

Still,

I went on learning

the holy books of intercourse

keeping the contraceptive sheaths

as sentries and guards.

In the moonlight, pale in rain,

touching fingers on the blood stain

upon the skin of virginity

I sighed

upon their women hood

upon their soft, wet noises

I had gone to the quarry

Just to see

The twelve off springs

Whom the parachi

had given birth.

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*** A legendary female character in Indian Mythology.