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TheTrauma Of Being A Woman.


Gender still holds preference.

Male has a high predominance.

Female  holds a low reference.

 

Family  considers boys as  precious gift.womandiscrimination

Girls  are deemed as absolute pressure.

The distinction is  found in every measure.

 

Schools  give importance to boys.

The girls excel in performance.

Even so they fall back in prominence.

 

The male oriented society  perceives different.

Men are  physically strong and daring.

Women look frail and fearing.

 

Man take the upper hand all throughout.

Their decisions they ascribe pave the way to  progress.

They push down the woman into  a  breathless repress.

 

The fairer sex   seeks  recognition.

Their workings are mostly without  blemish.

Yet their image gets tarnished.

 

Tarnished they live. in anguish.

Their thoughts suffer a damage.

Their body succumbs to a  hemorrhage.

 

The world  has gone through a revolution,

Economy has changed to a global  symposium

Sex till today implicates a  feverish delirium.

 

The women face violence at every juncture.

Brutal rapes are becoming a common fixture.

The devastation of young girls calls for a biblical texture.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mango And Guava


mango treeguavasThe mango tree is fluttering  cheerfully in the garden.

The guava tree stands  solemnly grim with a heavy burden.

A whiff of air blows all of a sudden.

The treesdangle vigorously  with fruits heavily laden.

The fall of little mangoes  makes the heart sadden.

The ripe yellow guavas come down in dozens.

The mango and guava  are  a subtle reference

to the world’s impermanence.

 

 

There Sits the Child.


A child over there,

 sits in a corner,

with nothing to share,

looks like a loner,

none to care,

expresses a sordid  groan,

nervous  like a hare,

crys like a mourner,

confined to a bare,

thinking aloud  no sooner,

falls  down in scare,

collapsing every other in a flare,

well, that is  the end of the fair.

 

 

 

A Miss Out.


It was a miss out which cost dear.

It was a fall which caused a smear.

It was a slip of the tongue that prompted a jeer. 

It was a mindless cut that brought a tear.

 

It was an anger that raised the ear.

It was a danger that caused a terrible fear.

It was a provocation that invited a sneer.

It was a curiosity that called for a look near.

It was a wonder that instigated a peer.

It was a transgression that was slotted for the rear.

Always the miss outs would cost anyone dear.

 

 

 

The Hierarchy


It is  all knowing breed.

It is all accepting creed.

It is  all directing lead.

It is all-purpose feed.

It is  all amassing greed.

It is the all growing need

It is  all  germinating seed.

It is  all flourishing  deed.

It is  all nourishing weed.

 

 If all these supersede.

If all  these exceed.

If all these accede.

If all these proceed.

If all these succeed.

There would be a stampede.

There would be a great impede.

Promulgating a fall in speed.

 

 

 

 

Step Up Lina.


Lina, for all I know, had a setback that day.

It kept Lina locked for a day.

She sat speechless the whole day.

She was not her usual self that day.

 

Lina,all I know, is invincible.

She had overcome events terrible.

She faces disasters with spirit credible.

But that day she was inconsolable.

 

Lina, for all I know, is of a stern stuff.

She never in exasperation huff or puff.

She is not a snobbish vain  buff.

But, that day she was terse and gruff.

 

Lina ,for all I know, is a girl of pride.

She carries  herself with a charismatic glide.

She speaks in an unleashing stride.

But that day she was in a low tide..

 

Lina, for all I know, is a lovely angel.

She is a dainty, kind angel.

She is a sweet-tempered angel.

But, that day she was looking like a fallen angel.

 

Lina, for all I know, is a private person.

She behaved  with an idealistic  reason.

She is a flower of all seasons.

But, that day, she was  in enormous tension.

 

Lina, I know not your turmoil.

Could you not create a foil?

Could you not put an end to this toil?

Lina would come out of it without a soil.

 

 

 

 

 

The Kite’s Flight- Allegory


It was a high-flying kite.

It glimmered in the sun-bright.

Carrying the colours red, blue and white,

It rose up and up to great heights.

 

The children cried in delight.

They were thrilled at the sight.

The kite  enacted a great fight.

It rose up and up to great heights.

 

The cord that held it extended right.

It, in its elongation, got tight.

The kite faltered in its flight.

Yet, it rose up an up to great heights.

 

The cord knotted itself in a bite.

The knots closed up to a strangling plight.

The kite made a descent slight.

Alas! it fell down and down from great heights.

Man’s ascent has a tremendous insight.

He muscles and manipulates to reach atop alright.

His movement  gets mulled at a point outright.

He tumbles down  to the ground  like the falling kite.