Women, wrong; Men, wrong
Blame patriarchy
A trend set fake feminism.
Truths hidden, sources misused
Toxicity left, an only muse.
Wander, wander around if you will
Find, find the source if you will
Failure, an only accomplice.
Poverty and texture in coarse rumblings
Death_
No food
A trickle of water?
Lost families
Lost homes
Where do I wander
Where my roots sown?
Run, run away from the light
It's all black everywhere.
Help, aid, bigger causes
But my tiny soul still bereft.
Black & brown & coffee & walnut & beige?
But what of importance
Power and fame.
An ant like me stand nowhere
It is 2020 and all I see is
Lies
Hurt
Cynicism
Treachery
Greed
Pride
Prejudice.
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A bilingual writer, Moushmi Radhanpara has authored three poetry collections so far, namely POSIES and 03:21 AM –An Ode to Rust & Restlessness, and Resignation of an Angel. She is also scribbling an unplanned rough draft of a story as a part of NANOWRIMO 2020 and hopes that something might come out of it. She has also co-authored two books, The Lockdown Stories and Mirage so far. Her poetries can be found on her blog https://aestheticmiradh.com/ and a few other online portals. She believes in the fact that a better reader makes a better writer. Reading a 100 books a year is her latest obsession. She can be found either drunk on coffee or hiding away from everything and admiring the gorgeous sun.
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Death_ No food A trickle of water?
Profound
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Powerful and truthful!
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Sadly true….where are we headed?
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I can feel very word – sadly what you said is so true – ❤️
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Profound words, Moushmi and I agree totally with your words, where are we going in this year 2020. No one knows and in sometime what a devastation.
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What a year! It’s June and looks like eternity!
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pray you find some balance soon, take care precious!
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2020 has turned out to be a year of revelation. You did a beautiful job in conjuring all of that into this lovely poem. Well written, Moushmi
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Sad truth and every word of yours deeply resonated with me❤️ Well written, Moushmi!
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the sad reality. i can feel the disappointment
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Absolutely true, the mirage of a year, deceptive, lies and heartless..what not! We never read the signs nor shall we learn!
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This resonates with whatever is fucked up in this black year.
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I know, one after the other.
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Yes and Sushant Singh Rajput today. Really sad
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Sorry for the delayed response, but even as I write this today it all feels unreal to me, still!
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Very well written .
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Truthful.
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I think 2020 has brought the worst in human behaviour… The year leaves me no more than a cynic. I hear you loud and clear.
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