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Srinidhi Anand

Abstract Drama Others


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Srinidhi Anand

Abstract Drama Others


Not All Women Are Pink

Not All Women Are Pink

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Not all skies are blue

But the crimson ones studded with stars

That whisper into galaxies that surpass

Are too breathtaking to be true


The little arrow at the end of the circle and the line

Despite how different from a dash it may seem

Doesn't point to a different dream

The million eyes staring at her cascade

Unaware of what a woman is made

Pondering deeply if the atoms that make her

Are different from those that make a man

They stare at her iridescent eyes and porcelain skin

But fail to see what lies within


Behind every pair of kohl filled eyes

Lie meadows of the most luscious red

Brimming with stagnant winds of fear and dread

Behind every pair of "poetic" lips

Are a million words they've been longing to frame

Yearning to see them swivel into a rosy ellipse 

Instead they smile and shrug them away

Every "fragile" heart throbs with agony

Beating to the absolute of its vitality

Even as it bleeds and tears

Behind every trivial apology she mouths

Behind the innumerable ingenious smiles she's recast

The glamorous bottles on her cabinet ebbing with tears

Antiques of pain she's collected over the years

Is a silent wish for it to be the last


Behind every pair of closed, dreaming eyes

Is a prayer for a different life 

For her heels to never touch the ground

So she will no longer be looked down on

For shoulders made of a stronger frame

That won't bend with all the pain

For a voice that won't ever stop singing

An insincere request to make the whole world blind

A plead to make her deaf to the chilly noise


And she proceeds to pray with the greatest poise

Because God would fathom.

God would understand

For She Herself will know

That not all women are pink.



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