Every woman knows the torment of speaking up. I have known it in the past, and I might with this post too. But I will say it, now, and again and again. Just like all those powerful women who did ages back, who keep doing it even now. I am just one of those wantingContinue reading “The Irony Of Hidden Bodies And Open Minds”
I did it again Every time my soul bangs its head I sing and soar My flesh hurts But my thoughts avoid death I keep smiling and And hurt his ego Ignoring the nasty nights of his devilish aims.
Poetry has been a consistent part of my life, first reading and then writing. Though if someone would have said that I could try writing poems, a year back, I would have rolled my eyes and said, “Yeah, right!” Not that I have become very confident of my pieces, but I have come as farContinue reading “Her Altruistic Mien.”
If we can remove class dominance Then why can’t we remove patriarchal dominance? If Marxism can work to some extent Then so can, feminism!!
The bedroom door closed She flinched He grinned She shuddered He smirked. The bed conquered She groaned He frowns She pleads He pounds. The six yards of clothing came off She cringed He smiled She screamed He moaned. The bodies locked Beyond the natural rhythm An innocent body lost With silence beingContinue reading “The Screaming Silence.”
Gone are the days Of you wanting to be above me, Cutting my wings And throttling me. So far, I have battled Cursed and raged, Tried to swim and float Sometimes barely to survive. I have fought and fought Even when the war ended, I tried just to stand and walk But allContinue reading “Phoenix in Disguise.”
Originally posted on Aesthetic Miradh:
I see a girl standing erect, head high, hair open, long and roughly combed. She has gripped her sides of the dress tightly, way too tightly. Her toes are clinching the floor, scratching it. Her hair hides the corner of her face. She is fair, a small mark on her…
I am loving this amazing American poet/author, not to forget her amazing works of literature. This is a poem I had a chance to read and once again my heart cheated on my other favourites. So, I daringly declare that I love this crazy woman too. 😀 I shall not sing a May song. AContinue reading “The Crazy Woman.”
I read this following poem time and again, very often, so often that by now I have most of the lines by heart and yet I do not get enough of it. How can I? Because every time I read this, it gives me, well I won’t say new insight but the very same oldContinue reading “Re-visiting; Re-reading.”
This is my last quote and since I have made it all about women, why diverse from it on the last day. So, I will share another quote from a beautiful woman flaunting only more how more powerful we are than those men. (Men, no offence, but we are.) Need I say anything more? Yes,Continue reading “3 Day Quote Challenge; Day3.”