What it was
Until my face
The girl rolled down and down in the air,
Unaware of the approaching death,
Unknowing our reckoning death hours,
Enchanted by a fruit lying closer,
Boys, handsome and strong,
But always the first to tell me I am wrong...
Why did the nation, that was my home, turned into walls of lifeless blames.
Now the definition for seeking is changing, it is becoming begging, for justice...
She scowls in anger,
Suddenly one day arrived when the tree trunk was cut.
The Muslims, the Dalits, the Romani...
The Refugees, the Poor, the Adivasi...
Don't they deserve to live? Le...
The civil society should not tolerate
Let the cruelty against animals end.
Maybe years from now,
You'll remember me.
I say this, From a land where people invented chess;
And made queen most important asset;
I try to hide those cuts,
With a full-sleeved blouse.
My uncle was a very pious man.
Your lies have consequences,
Your brutality gets its payback.
Liberated, free-spirited, and indomitable beyond tyrannical myths & mundane norms of life!
I wasn't born mother.
I wanted to live but they made me leave.
After all, we all live our own private hell, every day!
She hides immediately; whenever attacked,
Had the almighty given the power to one?