India’s Daughter

A girl playing in her backyard,

Kidnapped and killed for fun,

You over-protect and try to secure,

Societal pressure got you now?

You spend a lot of money,

For all the materialistic wealth,

My freedom is still lost,

When will I find it now?

You stop me from staying alone,

You want me to have an escort always,

Father, brother or a husband,

Does this really help?

I learn to cook sew and dress,

Children and household is my den,

I can too innovate and discover,

Will I get a direction ever?

Let women roam freely,

Let them fall and rise,

They don’t need protection,

Understand we are human alike.

You say leave this country,

Settle somewhere else,

That’s a dream come true,

Is this actually true?

I love my country,

I want to keep it safe,

Accept there is deficiency,

Can we remediate?

The sooner we begin,

The sooner there will be justice,

Kill the demon within,

Release the guarding angel then.

Every girl is India’s daughter,

Sooner you accept, the better,

Tainting my name is not going to help,

If you don’t let me survive, forget about a ‘generation’ next

 

India's Daughter

Let me be

Let me be, who I am,

Let me live, as myself,

Right or wrong, on my own,

And that’s my way!

 

Not once, you asked,

Every time, you told,

I cannot do this, anymore,

Too old to fold.

 

I am human, just like you,

Sometimes, hear me too,

Scold, when I wrong,

Let me leap first, then take a stand.

 

Assumptions, sometimes kill,

You never know, what else will,

Speak your mind, when its time,

Don’t assume or judge, I will not nudge.

 

I cry, all the time,

Tears roll back, every time,

Let me be, alone,

Don’t, drag me along.

 

You made me, who I am,

Color me, when I need,

Not only, to look good,

But, when I need too.

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A new ME

I am ‘lucky’, as they say,

Born in a loving family, sunshine and hay.

 

I am ‘stubborn’, as they say,

Pampered by everyone, granted all my wishes away.

 

I am ‘obedient’, as they say,

To behave as told, many expectations they lay.

 

I am ‘me’, I object!

You don’t own me, I demand respect.

 

Emotions, mind and body,

Like a human, just as everybody.

 

Should I, always fight for my rights?

Someday you’ll give-in or, give my last rites.

 

Until I spoke, until I rejected,

For Generations, You took me for granted.

 

No more the spectator, No more the back seat,

A new journey has started, for the new ME within.

 

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Living a Nightmare

When I was growing up, as a young patootie,
I always had a nightmare, that stayed with me.

Wherever I, find my significant other,
My life, will change for better.

Wherever I, saw future kids,
In my dreams, they always hated me.

After many years, almost relic,
I re-lived, the nightmare within.

Had a brave face, understood every word,
Cried my heart out, once I reached home.

Today I, doubted in solitary,
heard someone, feared me.

Was I, turning into,
Someone else, I loathe.

If you say goodbye

If you say goodbye, I see the words flying high,

But i can’t hear your voice, it may not be my might.

If you roast my heart, you ain’t getting it back,

it won’t stop beating cause you said, you better stay far away.

 

You remember flowers, I hate them all in & out,

Let me throw them away, not gonna help in anyway.

 

I believe, in my dreams

I believe, I strive to live

I believe, your ego broke your heart

I believe, you can’t erase the part

 

My heart and mind sing, I live for me and me within,

give yourself some credit now, you maybe blind but not alone.

 

just hold my hand, he said and I took the chance,

I’m happy like never before, right time right face made my world

 

Shoes

Various shapes, sizes and color,
You need them, more the better.

Red yellow, Colors aloud,
A style statement, comfort about.

Tiny baby step, an athlete’s survival,
Spikes or not, l’il one’s new challenge.

On a rack, they rest all the time,
Don’t let them tire, without a fight.

Too many is a crowd, you may like,
They feel lonely, without feet above.

Let the feet, feel alive,
Help the feet, for what they deserve.

They are catchy, will sway,
Credit card limit reminds you, to run away.

Boys and girls, your feet know,
Without shoes, they get bored.

My Delhi

Not too long ago, I lived here,
A city that grew, by the minute,
Some like it while, some don’t,
She is my moon, with blemishes of her own.

Spread across, large crowds everywhere,
Yet we find places, for kids to play,
She has for decades, dealt with rulers,
Every time, she fought her way.

Broken bent and lost, rules always,
She doesn’t ever stop, to amaze,
Submissive over time, she is now learning to rise,
Outspoken she will be, and age agile.

Experience enriched her, still does,
She will never fall, and rust,
A new age, a new beginning,
Dynasties or not, may she sore away.

My love for her, will never end,
Hurt deeply, she will always return,
There is a reason, people always wish,
Delhi is, where your heart is.