By Vibhuti Mangal
Oh, my dear God
Look at her audacity
She is wearing it again
She doesn’t listen
She is implausibly adamant
She is too bold you know
Just like her Red Lipstick
She is so impossible
Why does she wear it?
Who does she want to lure?
How can she be so cheap?
It shows her thinking you know
Too away from the normal
Just like her Red Lipstick
Her mother should be ashamed
Her father must not look at her
Who would raise their child like that?
A girl should be in her boundaries
It reflects her character you know
Too hard to be hidden
Just like her Red Lipstick
Oh, there she goes again
In that fancy car she owns
Who cares if she can buy a diamond?
Who would ever want a girl like her?
She is too independent you know
Out of control, glittering entity
Just like her Red Lipstick
She is the one who distracts
The focus of our beloved boys
She is a culprit running loose
The society should leash her
She will ruin them all you know
Putting her touch to the ones too close
Just like her Red Lipstick
Ohh me?? I would never approve
I would smudge it down
Like ways her roaring dreams
I would blend it brown
To keep her spirit bleak
She will exist but in background
Just like her Red Lipstick
She can’t become what I couldn’t
She can never release my fear in open
How can she be outrageous?
What if she becomes a definition?
She must go to her rightful place
In a societal cupboard, locked and forgotten
Just like her Red Lipstick!