NavratraThe lesson’s familiar, yet incomplete,
For safety’s sake, we must redefine
The boundaries of touch, the invasion of sight
When eyes devour, and privacy takes flight
Private spaces, once sacred, now breached
By hungry gazes that linger and clutch
Though assault and murder loom larger still
We mustn’t overlook the subtle thrill
Of ogling eyes that strip and expose
The quiet violation that few disclose
When will we teach the art of self-defense
Against the predators who stalk from a distance?
When will we celebrate the curve of a smile,
The radiance that outshines the physical form?
For true beauty lies in inner might
A strength that shines, and never yields to night.
