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.
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Her Altruistic Mien.
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.”
Just A Thought!
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!!
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….”
The Glorious Madness.
Like a cloud of fire I soar a little higher In the burning light Of that sadistic sun. Sinking-rising- Burning the golden lightening In the broad of daylight. He fears not- Throwing the silver arrows and spheres In the dawn- quite clear The dusk, a little dear He springs, trying to cut my wings AmidstContinue reading “The Glorious Madness.”
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.”
A blackballed blizzard.
Like the oceans galore My feelings remain Like the prisoners of war. Concealed Hushed Dejected. Like the waves tumultuous My thoughts remain Secretively voluptuous. Melancholic Wretched Rising from the purgatory. Like the looming storm Burdened, heavy Burning my eyes like a sandstorm. Hesitantly swarming in my chest I have lockedContinue reading “A blackballed blizzard.”
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.”
The Mystical Pishogue #2
I am fierce I am wild I am an emblem of self-implied exile. I am aggressive I am saucy I am an insignia of selfishly haughty. I am bold I am vain I am an image of disdain. I am dominant I am arrogant I am yet, a metaphor of a self-loathingContinue reading “The Mystical Pishogue #2”
His torturous existence.
I am a woman And by default I have a best friend. I met ‘him’ at a tender age, When I was 14 And for everyone I knew I was already late. When the first time I called my friend ‘him’ I was frowned upon. “It is she, my dear! It is only your chance.”Continue reading “His torturous existence.”
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