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Why We Need Feminism in 2021 #9

What kind of a person are you? What would you prefer? Makeup or no makeup.  Makeup for all who choose. EVERY GENDER.  No makeup for those who don’t want it.  AS SIMPLE AS THAT. Ps: yes that is just a filter in case you are wondering. I am too lazy to put makeup on forContinue reading “Why We Need Feminism in 2021 #9”

Her Mysterious Meshuga.

Hey folks, I hope you all are doing fine. I know I have been away for a long time, but I promise I’ll be back as soon as I can. Till then I am very pleased to share another poem of mine that has been published at Spillwords, a place where words matter. I sent themContinue reading “Her Mysterious Meshuga.”

I’ll Be A Good Girl….

Ah! This is such a wonderful sight Away from all heinous plight. Amidst the bed of roses Smelling the smell of happy doses.   The two girls playing Dancing and swaying, Happy, serene Jovial and green.   I love to see them I also want to be them, Playing with my brothers and sister Oh,Continue reading “I’ll Be A Good Girl….”

I Smile.

I burn my body to ashes But my conscience savors and yearns I rot amidst my own ashes But my soul transpires beyond the patriarchal tavern.   I burn and I smile Beyond my submissive rage For I have no dreams Only a small selfish realm.   I burn and I smile Even from myContinue reading “I Smile.”

Suppressed Vehemence.

You said it was love, And I believed in you and called it love- I fused in you And lost all I had.   I loved you with all I had And you deceived me with all you could All I claimed was, you to love me too And all you did was betrayed meContinue reading “Suppressed Vehemence.”

An Unwilling Bouzouki

Sitting on chairs in proper alignment It seems a long ago, when we students were huddled about, Celebrating India’s independence was the days’ requirement Making our English teacher proud.   Constantly, we had chided and pleased To do something else as a substitute to teach, We did it often, played adventures Making memories after memoriesContinue reading “An Unwilling Bouzouki”

The Mystical Pishogue.

I am meek I am mild. I am an emblem of docile.   I am innocent I am polite. I am an insignia of comply.   I am submissive I am conceding. I am an image of yielding.   I am sweet I am honest. I am a metaphor of a lonely forest.   IContinue reading “The Mystical Pishogue.”

The Amassing Vengeance.

  He strolled into the room Silence screaming behind him, She garnered herself on the couch Terror and throes screaming from inside her.   The stress, the tension surfacing The unknown reconciling, His anger transpiring Her calm deescalating.   And in a sap all was lost A yank through her ruffled hair, An irate haulContinue reading “The Amassing Vengeance.”

Challenge Accepted..!!

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…

The Crazy Woman.

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.”