Yes, I hate 'him'!

A Poem by Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"

 

‘He’ brought me,

The flowers-

Where no fragrance

Remained!

I praised ‘him’ for his efforts,

And said

“Why these papers,

Looks like

The flower-in-vain! ”

‘He’ took me to

The place-

Where no grasses

Were touched!(by the beam of light)

I admired the obscurity,

And said

“Why can’t you fetch in

That tiny Sun,

In your mighty-wallet!”

‘He’ showed me up,
to ‘his’ ceiling-
The majestic bunch light
hanging dead!
I smiled, mockingly
and said
“why don't you allow-in
the brilliance of
millions of fireflies"

For ‘his’ every labor,

I tried finding- Zilch!

For ‘he’ knew, by now-

That

Yes, I hate ‘him’!

Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel “Hridayaninadini”

25^th-July-2012-CES-IISc-12.30pm

Infected eyes-Infected thoughts-

Materialism [He] Vs. Spiritualism [I]

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In 'his' society!

A Poem by Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"

 

 

Her ‘mother’ blessed her

For the wonderful day

And 'She' marched ahead

Climbed the lofty height

Where no men could reach

And sprinkled the euphoria

With her sacred beam

Whilst,

With his own rules, he created

He woke up late!

With no sign of sigh

Proud, he stands

With an attitude-

‘Man of himself’

He made his own day!

[Juxtaposed!]

He made his nights,

Drenched it with liquors

But still, pompously

He reaches home,

Safe!

Despite the thirst,

For a single drop of water,

She runs to home,

Before the darkness engulfs the city

But she never returns!

The blossom of future, thus

Plucked down-

Crumples on the dust

And disappears-

Society claps,

The bees, hence, rewarded!

For, you are in

No-women-land!

Built your own shelter

For your own safety

Beware Women!

Unfortunately,

You are in ‘his’ society!

Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel “Hridayaninadini”

Inside-this-suffocating-box-14^th-july-2012

Dedicated to the girls in Guwahati and Delhi!

His, He and Him in this poem represents not all the men-but yes-You!

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© 2012 Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"