Be , what you are!!!
Her will power
She squat to narrow her baby's tears to nil The little one crying in a monotonous tone When other's glared grueful, she sat still.
Laali measured her seven steps in gloom, At an age when she was yet to bloom. Forced into wed-lock at fourteen, Went unheard, despite her protests umpteen.
I hope in my last The time would be slow I don't want to be fast Because I have something to show This garden of mine I made it for you
That is how she feels in the darkness of the night. Tired. That is what she is from fighting the inner demons. Empty. That is what her heart is.
As I am walking on the street with my friends I hear a group of boys call out. For a second I think it’s for me but I turn to to my best friend next to me and realize it’s for her.
I feel cheated
My wife tells me she’ll always be with me, My family tells me that they’ll always be there for me, My neighbor tells me I’m at the peak of Everest, now that I have a job,
I open a vintage notebook And place my blue-ice topaz Next to your blood-drop red garnet. I place my chrysanthemum In your hand
Stepping off the train, as you take in the smell of the city; You feel the same comfort as when returning to the arms of a lover.