Monday, 20 May 2013

Again Being Her...

I Blinked Open To His Disgruntled Face,
My Dad, & To The Planet, I Was Ill-Favored
The Dowry Lines  On His Temple Deepened,
As I Grew An Year Old, & Sustained To Grow.
Orthodox Classes Of Time Management Were
Taught, When Elder Bro Was Licking Lollipops,
Divine Household Duties & Education Secondary.
Grave Childhood Was Indeed A Narrow Escape
Through Mom’s Superstitions & Societal Traditions.
My Puberty Spots Reminded Me To Pose Matured,
But Development Of My Privates Tempted Their Inners.
The Lusty Eyes On The Road & Yesterday’s Newspapers
Made Me Scan Even The Touches Of My Dad & Brother
My Liking For That Classmate Was Still In A Budding Stage,
& Soon I Lay Bare Beside That Unknown Aged Rustic Man,
Over Years My Vomiting Only Had One Meaning  For Them,
& There I Gave Birth Again To Her, Pedalling My Own Cycle...

27 comments :

  1. wish i could stand and clap for this one !! although i am already a fan of your writing .. this one is by far the best so far for me ...

    So nicely you carved the woman of India .. very touching and thought provoking !!

    All my applauds to this awesome piece of writing !

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  2. Thank You for the encouragement...

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  3. This is very deep and thoughtful piece, I read it slowly as it conveys so much more than what is written about the present scenario, apathy and the condition of majority of women in the country. The life cycle approach taken by your poem also conveys the vicious cycle so hard to break.
    Very true and well written.

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    1. Thank You Kislaya...you are right...to break the vicious cycle...is something next to impossible...

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  4. Although I am not much in to poems, I liked this one cause I think every female can understand this. Every female who fights day-in and day-out for their rights. Good job. I am glad you are in my network ;)

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    1. Thank You Pankti...you are absolutely right...every woman will understand this...especially an Indian woman...

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  5. Amazing creation. is it practice or you are just gifted. I have been writing from a long time but really can't go there.

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    1. Thank You Asif...I just write down what exactly my mind tells me to...just in the raw form...

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    2. You have a great thought process.

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  6. A very touching and relevant poem.... Wonderfully composed.....

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  7. Powerful, touching and sadly very reflective of happenings of the present day. Brilliant write.

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  8. When the very pattern of life becomes a prolonged ordeal for a woman, there is no running away from it. You have nicely captured the state of malaise eating into the vitals of our women. I thoroughly enjoyed reading it.

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  9. wow!! awesome poems... nice thoughts and imaginations bro!!!

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