She walked around with a song in her head,
A song that gave her hope
to break the tether that tied her
to a grey hued marginalised world
and fly away in to the vast expanse
Of the dreamy Azure blue skies.
Little did she know of those upper caste boys
who viewed her pert breasts
and the swag of her teenage gait
as an affront to their pigeonholed worldview
where Dalit girls dared not look in to the eye
but coyly yielded happily to their demands
And any No's are secretly always a "Yes".
-Neha Bansal
Awesome ! Brevity is the soul of wit and you have proven it !
ReplyDeleteThanks payal ❤️
ReplyDeleteConcise and hardcore! Now when Shakespeare said “brevity is the soul of wit” he certainly must’ve read a poem written by your prior self (your present life being a re-incarnation of that self) which am damn sure must’ve been a full time author/poet instead of being a bureaucrat. You’ve captured the whole gamut of emotions and experiences in such few words. You evoke a similar response in me each time- “W.O.W”
ReplyDeleteO you are so kind, sweetie... M grateful for your kind words
DeleteVery nice and to the point. Like the hardcore reality, you penned down.
ReplyDeleteChhavi
Thanks a ton, bobby
ReplyDeletePoetry is a very powerful tool for the expression of emotions whether it's joy or suffering.
ReplyDeleteYes... definitely... Hope u liked it
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