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eyes...
They never seem to leave me. They’re always following glaring into my darkest secrets and darkest fears and what they see is nothing. Yet they look deep within my soul without knowing anything they come and without knowing anything they go. I wonder what they see they’re all strangers to me I wonder what they seek there’s nothing so unusual about me The only difference in me and a thousand girls is of a voice They stay hush And i cry out my roar in disguise.
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eyes...
They never seem to leave me. They're always following glaring into my darkest secrets and darkest fears and what they see is nothing. Yet they look deep within my soul without knowing anything they come and without knowing anything they go. I wonder what they see they're all strangers to me I wonder what they seek there's nothing so unusual about me The only difference in me and a thousand girls is of a voice They stay hush And i cry out my roar in disguise.
When i think about the word boy what you might think comes to my mind is 'all men are the same or all men are dogs or all men are anti feminists' and stereotypical shit like that. But no, what comes to my mind is the word free.
If i were a boy my father would've wanted me and therefore would've given me a bit more freedom he's not so biased that way... You see he accepted me- a girl child-a month after my birth and decided to shift back into the room in which my mother and i survived. My mother would've been the same maybe but i still feel i would've been let off a bit. You see a girl is supposed to be spick and span and educated and independent and well versed with the world and self reliant and a good coordinator and adjustable and so much more. Why? For a happy and safe marriage! Bravo!
If i were a boy the society wouldn't care about me not being a virgin before marriage, they wouldn't mind me getting drunk or smoking the tar out of my lungs or abusing or walking in shorts or even walking shirtless or scratching my ass or vagina and the list goes on.
We live in a society so biased that women GET USED TO IT :) women are okay being the repressed ones and men feel okay while doing it and they have a valid reason- that's the way it is. It's time things changed.
Can you touch me again? Even if you would, can you? Can you fill me with life again? Which was so innocently taken away by you. Did you even care to look back at the heart you took? The heart that you, oh so benevolently befooled! It hurts to look into the past and see I was nothing but a bloody tool But that's not the end is it? I didn't prove to be of use, So you did what you did, And my alone time grew profuse. But thank you dear old friend, You gave me my love. Thanks to you my sweet journey began... And words became my new dove.
After a long, hideous, beguiling, and terrifying journey she finally was there. She stood in front of the gate bruised, short of air and broken she could see him on the other side waiting patiently stretching his hand towards her. She had been here before. All the memories flashed in her mind the journey was impossible to forget and difficult to leave but she was ready this time, she was content and knew it was time. She gave him her hand and he welcomed her in. His eyes so sweet with love, his face so calm and relieved, his patient lips that never asked her to hurry, his hair as tender and soft as his heart; she now, couldn't wait to embrace him. In those final moments all her loved ones cried, the farewell was just too painful but what lay ahead was so serene and finally, she left. Ultimately, life embraced death and they set out on another long journey as one.
the longer i stay, the more out of place i get.
harshita nayyar
trampled.
You're unaware of this part of me, I cringe i scream and you refuse to see. You'll never know, You can only read. But it's not even there in my eyes. You'll flip through my words unaware all of this is real. Many of you accuse me of exaggeration. Accuse me of telling lies. Why would i lie about something that i know will bring down my life? I knew before i spoke. I knew after i rose But it's you who's still blind, Still standing in your fairy tale's lies.