The Dowry Saga
One of the biggest menaces in the Indian society is the dowry system. Here is a poem on the same lines, expressing my opinions. She came in carried in a palanquin, Draped in silk , Adorned in jewels. Full of life and dreams, With love she beams. The relationship made...
Woman,You Are Beautiful!
Hey, pretty woman! You are such a beautiful human. Strong and awesome. Any place you go, you blossom. You are powerful and soft, And don't give up at any cost. You are the unstoppable fire, who continuously inspires. There are ups and downs, highs and lows, You raise...
Abuse: Enough Of It!
Today I write a poem on abuse. Domestic abuse is prevalent all over the world. At times we suffer and at times we see people suffer. Either case please speak up. No relationship can be sustained that way. Abuse here also includes emotional which deserves another post....
Let Me Live Says The Unborn
Let me live, The gift of life please give. I too have fingers five And I can survive. Please don't kill me in the womb, and let mom mourn over my tomb. I wish to be in your arms, I mean no harm. I promise to be a good daughter, You will be proud of me, father. Let me...
Infertility-Breaking The Taboo
The post on infertility is something that I have been postponing for long now. But the series would be incomplete without touching on this taboo. This is an attempt to tell the world how this taboo is destroying lives. Here it goes: Nature did not seem to let her be a...
Fair & Lovely
I live in a society obsessed with fair and thin, women loved based on the color of skin. Where weight personifies beauty, It is hypocrisy you see. Where we believe in creams more than us, With food, we fuss. While men go along with their demands, we acted as if a...
I Walk Down The Lane
I walk down the lane, They stare at my bare legs all over again. My body now has layers of clothes, They ogle my face from eyes to nose. I walk down the lane, staring at the broken window pane. Where once stood a friend with a beautiful face, full of grace, now at...
One Struggle To Freedom:Human Trafficking
Human trafficking is a crime that still is rampant and could happen with anyone. In India, it is mainly the women and children who are the victims. The poem I penned is based on true events of a survivor. At twelve the country celebrated independence day, And mine was...
Why You need To Study
Today a tale I shall narrate, But remember that was my fate. It is not too late for you to learn, And that is what I yearn. I had brothers three, Daily they went somewhere without me. They wore the same dress and carried a bag, At times the bag they had to drag. I...
Listen To Me Please
Daddy, I know you love me, Very well I can see. Mommy, you are the best, I want you to get some rest. All I want is for you to listen, Notice when my eyes glisten. Be around to see the tiny steps, To push him away from entering the complex. Your brother,mamma is a bad...
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