Category: Poetry
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I bleed and I bleed!
I bleed and I bleed But no one sees I bleed and I bleed Yes, it pains! I bleed and I bleed No, it’s not a wound I bleed and I bleed Yes, you guessed it right! I bleed and I bleed Yes, it happens every month. I bleed and I bleed Yes, I won’t…
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I call her a woman!
She gave us life. She will be someone’s wife. She is a girlfriend and someone’s best friend. She is a sister and a survivor to the end. When you struggle she pull you through and help you again. All of this is she and what do we do? Complain and create a mess. Provide Stress…
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An Unborn Girl’s Cry: Against Female Feticide
Female Feticide is a crime against humanity… We all are talking about Women empowerment these days but the fact remains that female fetus is being killed… It’s no empowerment! God has not yet made the lines on my hand, And you have announced the judgment of my stand. Please, Dad! Don’t have me killed, I,…
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No More Excuses
For pot-bellied uncles staring shamelessly For lechers ogling, whistling by the roadside For exploiting girls and killing ruthlessly For chauvinistic men forcing female foeticide, Now, no more clumsy lame excuses. For game-seeking loafers and perverts at bus-stands For all powerful molesters who got to get away For masochistic husbands wielding an upper hand For “she…
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Maybe someday!
We don’t speak, In no way it means we can’t speak. We listen to you, In no way it means you needn’t listen to us. We, sometimes, bear the pain inflicted by you, In no way it means we can’t do the same to you. We cry silently because of you, In no way it…
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And she left…
All hopes got shattered, and the peace went corroded Discovering the truth,reports exclaimed! “HER LIFE IS SO LIMITED” Caught up in darkness, her pale body crippled, Although she seems OKAY But the faith had withered. Pretending okay wasn’t an option anymore, The divine soul cried aloud Ruthless suffering and miserable pain, Her existence made herself…
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Independence to Rape
On 15th August 1947, she stood proud and tall A name of her own, a home for her people Her very own soil she could lay rest on Achieved through much toil and turmoil Its 19th January 2014, another one down A beautiful twenty-one year old, salvaged and mauled on It’s not just now, not…
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I am a Girl, Maa Please Save me…
It’s a story of an unborn unlucky Girl, who tries to Talk to her mother, from her mother’s Womb Maa, can you hear me, please tell me can you hear me? I know you can because you to love me. I remember the very first moment, Actually, my life’s last awesome moment. When I saw…
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Remember Women Remember
Remember Women, you were born as Life giver, miracle creator and magic maker. You were with the heart of a thousand mothers, Open, fearless and sweet. You were born with fears of Queens and conquerors, Warrioress blood you bleed. You were born with the wisdom of sages and shamans, No wound can you not heal.…
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I AM WOMAN
I am not a treasure whom you can buy in falling measure any time for your pleasure I am not a road to reach a goal to multiply your prestige you gift me to public I am not an anthill weak and brittle whom you can break at your mercy and will I am fire…