Embarrassment

Last week, I walked up to a woman, My arms encircling her un-notified waist, After stiffly pointing out to some man His not- funny miscalculations from childish haste… Only yesterday was trailing after another woman in hilarity Over her hip-describing shorts And a not-tall one for a charity, My eyes her high-heeled shoes giving teasing shots. All these: grudge-unleashing embarrassment And in even kangaroo courts, a harassment; A boulder-large embarrassment, an embrace by the insane Sincerely acting one’s old acquaintance, To surely leave one in palpable pain A creditor for his money breathing open threats of disturbance. Embarrassment is that a woman could kill for, Of her gross belittling, exceedingly sure ; Some wives proceeding on hunger strike Until the sadists their husbands join them to dislike. Squarely, a pitying of self while wallowing in shame, A never ever feeling the same With a shovelful of agitation For the deliberate intimidation, Sufferers carelessly freeing the lock to Violent Reaction On the spot, denied the Shock Absorber for humorless action.