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Thursday, 31 May 2012

She Must Be Something!

Get over him.. Let him go.. 
You'll heal, but slow. First, you have got to let him go.
Don't call her a bitch. She must be something,
Coz she's the one he wants to be with!


Monday, 28 May 2012

A Lot Of Fun In The Sun!

Beneath the golden sun, and the beautiful blue sky,
Basking in warmth, under this umbrella, I lie.

Families playing tag, and children build a sand castle.
I lay on the mat carefree, as skin care is no longer a hassle!

Slathering the sun expert, smoothing it over my exposed skin,
I sip a cool martini and step out from the shade, from now on, no worrying!

Kyra and me, we beat the summer sun, hang around in shorts, chill out and have fun.
We go swimming and diving, even in the hotel pool, 
No longer afraid of sun damage, we try out everything that seems cool!

Sun burns and skin damage, things of  the past.
We wear Lakme Sun Expert and enjoy as it lasts.

We go on long bike rides, show off our pretty tans,
We enjoy at night too, clinking cold cans.

Let's play in the park, go for a trek,
Let's do all the fun things we have always wanted, now that our skin won't be wrecked!

Wear chappals and roam carefree without ugly tan lines,
Now that we have Lakme, no need to apply bowls of curd or limes!


We take morning strolls, lie our backs against the dewy green grass, Kyra and me.
We go swimming and splash water on others, jumping from the diving board.
Shorts and tees, the smell of rich,ripe mangoes everywhere, IPL and vacation, you can literally feel your spirit soar!
Ice lollies and chilled cans, a faint beat pulses in the air, like an indistinct buzzing in our ears that declares,
We wear the clothes we want, not shying from the sun, we go everywhere we want, frolicking and having fun =D

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Thursday, 10 May 2012

Daughters Aren't Evil.

Just out of her mother's womb, You kill the poor soul, bury her under a tomb.
"She's a girl", you say, of what use can she be? "Let's try for a son now, shall we?".

For 9 months, she carried her princess, you snatch the gift and destroy it within no time.
You don't understand her pain, how would you, unless you accept females are not all dirt and slime.

"You will soon have a baby girl" the doctor said, your wife squealed in glee! Putting on a fake smile, you acted happy, whereas inside you were as seething as can be.

* Of what use is a girl child? What would she give us in return?
She'll get married and go away, after we paid for all these years of fun?
I want a male boy, a heir I can trust my everything with,
The Gods will punish me for this? Ha! That's just a myth.

* I wake up, dazed and lost, what am I doing on this bed?
Why is every part of me aching? The last thing I remember, is what the doctors said.
My kidney was weak, and they wanted to check,
I never knew, my life they'd wreck.
They drugged me and cheated me, severing the life growing within.
How,how do I convince them that a girl child is not a sin?

Foeticide, infanticide, aside from dowry and rape.
So many social evils. How much can a woman take?

Women empowerment, women education, the people all demand.
No one cares enough to look for these people, to punish the guilty, to first solve the issues at hand.


[ This was a poem written on female foeticide and infanticide given to me by a blogger on the IndiBlogger forum. If you are a member of IndiBlogger, look for Challenge for Blog in the forum to receive and give challenges! ]


Wednesday, 9 May 2012

I Give Up.

I've come such a long way.. And I'm giving it all up today.

They said that I wasted time crying on him.
They may be right, they may be wrong.
All I know is I'm no longer that strong,
To take heartbreak over & over again, Coz I'm already going insane.

I don't know why I suddenly feel this way,
But I just am giving it all up today.

I can't keep daydreaming all the time,
Thinking of one day when I'll call you mine.
Because I already have so many things to worry about,
Such a mess, I want to shout!

I don't know why I'm suddenly feeling this way,
But I am giving it all up today.
I'm just putting all thoughts of you and us, away.

In the start, I dreamt a lot about you.
And I kept wishing all that would come true.
But now that I know it wont,
I'm giving it all up today.


Friday, 4 May 2012

Reminiscing ~

(Just a little something I wrote while playing Innocence by Taylor Swift on loop. Heavily Inspired)

Baby Me :')

Wasn't it better when the hardest thing to do was to recite ABC?
When only the good in you, people used to see?
 Somewhere down the road, you've sold your innocence,
You've grown wary,
Now a days, suspicion and cynicism is all you sense.
Wasn't it easier when the hardest thing to do was tie your shoelaces?
When you'd be always surrounded by smiling, beaming faces? You had faith in everyone and everything,
People truly believed in you,
You felt good, you knew you could be and do anything.
Wasn't it better when the hardest thing to do was to drink milk without spilling a lot?
When 'let-me-play-for-longer' was the only thing for which you fought?
You were put to bed early at night, you slept peacefully, without a care of the world,
When you giggled and found immense joy when your daddy picked you up in his arms and swirled!
Wasn't it easier when all you needed to learn was that 1 was followed is 2?
When all your general knowledge contained was that dogs bark, and cows moo?
You could crawl into a huge bed, parents tucked you in, kissing you goodnight,
You didn't know about evil, your world was purely white.
Wasn't it better when you only cried for more food or because of a scraped knee?
When your schedule and to-do contained only eat, sleep and pee? (xDDD)


Wasn't it easier in your lunchbox days? Always a bigger bed to crawl into.
Wasn't it beautiful when you believed in everything, And everybody believed in you? 

Wasn't it easier in your firefly-catchin' days? When everything out of reach, someone bigger brought down to you. Wasn't it beautiful runnin' wild 'til you fell asleep
Before the monsters caught up to you? " - Taylor


She's My Love

She's My Love

Her mahogany glossy curly, They arouse me in every way.
Love the way she molds her body against mine, day after day.

Her eyes twinkle in mischief, and I wonder what is up,
She curls up beside me, with her caffeine cup.

Her collarbone entices me, intoxicating, like her.
I've never felt such adoration and attraction towards anyone, ever.

When we're drinking wine, and it starts to reach her head,
A pink flush spreads on her face.
It is so much fun to spend time with her then,
Even though she doesn't remember what she says.

Together for ever and after, We took vows,
Our fairytale has just started now.
We'll grow old together, the way we're meant to be,
With sticks in hand, still enjoying, walking near the sea.



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