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I wanna forget for a while

Forget the rules of the world

Forget about this heaviness resting on my shoulder

And the pressure around me that has already created a crack

For a while, I wanna forget

The mocking memories

I wanna close my eyes

To the terrible possibilities

For a while, I want the voices to be quite

That's the only wish I have

For a while, make me feel alive

To you,

I was your shadow

Always following you

In stormy nights

In grainy lights

Even in your darkest hours

When you were too immersed

In your own darkness to see me.

I was your air

Essence of your life

But unnoticed

Until the day I left

And you realised

What suffocation is.

I was your sun

You frowned

Whenever you looked at me

Hid yourself

In my presence

But you didn't realise

Without me

No dawn is coming.

Ever wondered what it feels like to breathe under the ocean; to taste the water from the grey cloud; to touch the seven colours of rainbow?

Ever wondered how it feels to live in a world where days start with shadows or exist in a void to that makes you practically weightless?

let's kill all the clocks...

Let's kill all the clocks

Let's forget rights and wrongs

And steal the wings of breeze

So we can fly over the tides

Till we reach the horizon

Where the sun kisses the ocean

While the earth spins around

We'll be away from that crowd

Snuggling close together

On the clouds that hold water

Let's kill all the clocks

So the picture can live in the frame forever

In the crowds

I've never found a place of my own

Yet yearn to loose myself in them.

I Had Said No

I said no.

Again and again

I said no.

Did you not hear that?

I said no.

But my words did not erect a wall of protection around me.

It's dirty, filthy touch still managed to seep through my defenses and scar my soul.

The moment it withdrew its claws,

I ran.

I ran and ran and ran.

On the way,

I bumped into a lady.

Her eyes were blindfolded

With a beam balance in one hand

And a sword in the other

I asked her to help me.

She told me that she doesn't see any sin

I repeated again

That I had said no.

But to her, my consent didn't matter

'Cause I said, "I do."

On that day at the altar.

I was tired of this unending race

So I paused to take a breath

The exhaustion,

The weighing down emotions

I took a minute to acknowledge it all.

But when I opened my eyes again

I was stranded in a land

Lost in time

Couldn't find a soul

Be it a friend or a foe.

The world can always find ways to disappoint you, even in the things you have no expectations in.

The path is now lost.

And all of us wanderers have nowhere to go.

What's the point of it all?

Na hum khud se khush hain,

Na iss duniyaa ki rivazon se;

Fir v ussi ko leke age kyun badh rahe hain hum?

malum hai ki kuchh galat ho raha hai;

Jo samaj Humne banaya tha,

Usse humara hi dum ghut raha hai;

Fir bhi badlab se itna darte kyun hain hum?

You remember that day, I saw you in the park?

You were sitting on a swing with a little girl on your lap. A goofy smile was plastered on your face, so real that it burned my heart. I know, you sensed me watching you as you abruptly looked my way.

And I'm sorry.

I'm sorry that I looked away before you caught my eyes. I'm sorry that for a little while, it dimmed your charming smile.

The truth is that I'm jealous. Jealous of the way you embrace life, when I feel so burdened by it. Jealous of how brave you must be, to be able to smile in a world like this. You seem to have mastered the art of living while I'm still figuring out its meaning.

Sponge.

I try to cry. I can’t. So used to not letting the tears flow, Holding them back. Conditioning learned from a young age. Well, at least I’m successful at something.

I try to cry. I can’t. A few tears seep out of my eyes… Then the feeling fades away. My brain, it feels like a sponge–

Full of dirty dish water. Try to wring it out. Then it fights back harder. One day, I will no longer feel This deep pain and sorrow.

Great working with you.@writingsbypb

Iss confusion k raaste main kuch naya sikhne ko mil gaya❤

I'd love to say ki our generation is more accepting than the previous generation. But bohot log aise v hain ki jinko jio aur jine do ka matlab samajh main nhi ata.

Everyone Deserves Respect,

Love,

And

Acceptance By The Society.

Whether Molested Girl Or LGBTQ People

Whether Rich Or Poor

Whether Educated Or Uneducated

Whether Employed Or Unemployed.

1947, 15th of August at the stroke of midnight

India got its independence,

Rights to equality and freedom for all humans.

“All humans?”

“Nope.”

“For that, you have got to pass the criteria

We have for men and women.”

Our Society Has Never Accepted LGBTQ Community. Even after the decriminalization of Section 377. A very popular personality when came out and said that he is bisexual, his mother and brother left him. His mother doesn't consider him her child anymore. If the family does not come forward and accept their child's sexuality then how can we aspire to change the society. Just because of this fear, no-one says it openly to their family nor they talk about it. It is one's personal choice. No one has the right to put question marks on them. There are certain groups of transgender people who are identified as Hijras, Kothis, Shiv Shaktis etc. In the past they were treated with great respect but with time, their respect is disappearing.

A man in love with another man

A woman who likes other women

What the- This is not how you're supposed to dress!!

This is unnatural, abomination, a disease.

Have you ever tried seeking a doctor, or a babaji perhaps?

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Dear people of society,

How do you know who I'm supposed to be?

Who the hell are you to decide who should I love?

I don't dress like men or women. I dress like me.

I'm not abomination, unnatural or a disease

And no, I'm not going through a phase.

This is not a western culture either.

This is my identity, my individuality.

That you refuse to accept,

Yet you claim to celebrate, “Unity in diversity”

They are human beings too, whose feelings get hurt every time someone teases them. There are approximately 480,000 transgender people in India, and they are referred as “Third Gender” now. The rights for males, females and Third Gender is equal. Their right to have equal education, health facilities and employment is constantly violated. They should be given equal opportunities as others. They should be treated equally.

How do I educate you?

You, who have divided the people

In “male”, “female” and “others”.

Where “others” stands for us

Coz we don't fit your norms.

How do I educate you?

You, who have built

A closet around me

And when I come out

I lose my name

Instead I become

Chakka, hijra, meetha and what not.

How do I tell you, people?

That I'm human too.

You, who in the month

of June, uses #PRIDE

But for the rest of the year

Uses my sexuality as a gali

How do I make you understand?

That I'm also a child of God

You, who's still killing people

Who dare to marry for love.

Did you know?

That the warrior Shrikhandi in Mahabharata was a transgender. He was born as a girl.

Bhagiratha who's believed to bring Ganga to earth was procreated by two queens with the blessing of Lord Shiva.

That Agni, the fire god, is also married to Soma, the moon god.

No?

What about when Krishna says in Gita,

“In every man, woman, kinnar(transgender) and any other species of animal or plant, lives a part of me.”

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This Post Is In Collaboration With @faceless-words ❤ Guys Do Check Her Account For Amazing Writings.

21.11.2020

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एक सवाल आपने किया

एक हम भी करते हैं

वो राम जी हैं

जिन्हें सब आदर्श मानते हैं;

छोड कर अपने राज़ मुकूट

उन्होंने पीता का वचन निभाया

बिना भोग वीलास के

चौदा वर्ष वन में विताया;

आपने प्रेम का वंधन

जोड़ा सिर्फ़ माता सीता के साथ

मगर जब लांछन लगा उनके

चरित्र पे, छोड़ दिया उनका हाथ;

कहते हैं प्राण से बढकर

वचन है रघुवंशियों का

विवाह के सात वचनों में एक

रक्षा अपने पत्नि के सम्मान का;

क्या पत्नि से किया

वचन का कोई मान नहीं होता?

आखिर क्यों सिर्फ़ एक अच्छे

पुत्र बन ने से वो आदर्श है कहलाता?

आखिर क्यों ?

आज भी,

रामायण और महाभारत देखने पर

कुछ सवाल आते हैं

और मन को विचलित कर देते है।

क्यो माँ सीता के चरित्र पर सवाल उठाए गए ?

क्यो उन्हें अपवित्र कहा ?

भगवान राम के सामने उन्होंने अग्नी परीक्षा दी थी,

वह सब जानते थे,

फिर ऐसा क्यों हुआ ?

क्यो पाङव और कोरवो के खेल में

द्रौपदी का सौदा हुआ ?

क्यो भरी सभा में

सभी के सामने चीरहरण हुआ ?

क्यों किसी ने कुछ नहीं कहा ?

क्यो सब मौन रहे ?

वहाँ तो कृष्ण ने आकर

द्रौपदी का चीर बढा दिया था,

पर क्यो हुआ ऐसा ?

न ही सीता और द्रौपदी

त्रेता युग में और द्वापर युग में

सुरक्षित थी

और न ही आज कलयुग में सुरक्षित है ।

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-writingsbypb

( मैं भगवान के विरुद्ध नहीं हूँ, बस इतनी सी बात है कि क्यों ऐसा हुआ और क्या कभी इन सवालों के जवाब मिलेंगे ? )

18.11.2020 (114)

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*A Lie*

A lie

That's how all of it started

A lie that you told yourself

With such conviction,

Even I believed it

A wound

I was trying to forget

Was opened all over again

You said that you're the balm,

And also the healer.

But only succeeded

In making it wider

But a day came,

Your delusion shattered.

You realised, you're not the hero

You believed yourself to be.

I do not know,

If you noticed or not

When my lips smiled

And said, 'Don't sweat it.'

My eyes were struggling

To hide the grief.

Eyes that hold

Million unspoken words;

Lips that are

Afraid to form a sentence;

Heart that cries

"Please, hear my silence."

I was flying over the clouds

But still tethered to ground

I rebelled,

Broke the thread

And I soared into the sky

Higher than ever

Looking down

Towards the ground

But as the time flew

Even that freedom

started to taste bitter.....

Not Mine❤️

Maybe you weren't the one for me

Maybe we weren't meant to be

But somewhere along the way

You have become a part of me

In those fickle dreams of my teenhood

In the last pages of my notebooks

In the music collection on my first iPod

There still exists a part of you

In that briefest moment of eye contact

And the goofy smile that sped up my heart

In those infinite seconds, you gave me

The simplest form of joy life could impart

I agree, you weren't meant to be mine

But in my soul, you still left an imprint

I thought we have left that in the past

But clearly I was wrong;

I thought you were done breaking my heart

But clearly I was wrong;

I thought you are starting to understand

But again, I was wrong.

Yun to banjar si thi...

Yun to banjar si thi

Meri dil ki zameen

Ye ehsas kya hai

Woh janta hi nahin

Yun jo aye ho tum

Banke halki si varish

Sochti hun khuda ki

Koi sajish to nahin

Ruthi hui khwabon ke

Is khali si asman main

Ek akela sitara hai tu

Jo aaj jake chamka hai

Ab iss roshni se teri

Vakif jo hua main

Darta hai ye dil, vapas

Jane se virano main

Ab itna to bata de, khuda

Yeh mohabbat hai

Ya nazar ka dhoka

Ya leher hai ek gunj ki

Jo hai ek pal ka mehaman

Sajake yeh tanha ashiyan

Phir lout jaega apna jahaan

Isn't life a little strange?

We all know how it begins and ends

But we still want to live through it

Is it because how we live matter

Or 'cause that's the only thing in our hands?

Or maybe it does matter

Not for us

But for the people of the future

We all know that

The epilogue has already been written

But wouldn't it be a victory for us

If on our way, we could make the path

A little less hard

A little more clear

Not for us

But for the people of the future

Dear Bestfriend,

It’s not true..

That I don’t miss you anymore

I know I don’t call that often

And we don’t share the same town anymore

I know it’s been years since you moved

And we don’t see each other anymore

But it’s still not true

That I don’t miss you anymore

You’re the first person whom I called a friend

And not because it was convenient

We are as different as we can be

But somehow we make it work

We have little interest in common

But we still talk for hours

You don’t relate to my struggles and pain

But you’re still with me at every bend

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Dear Bestfriend,

I know you miss me too but you won't say it out loud. But I'm not a coward like you. So there it is.

All blood is red 6/13/2020

Racial threats equals civil unrest

In this mathematical problem that continues to test

A community segregated from a nation

Separated by hatred

Created by a division of color

Falsely identified

Personified by the actions

That are fueled by misguided intentions

Purposely made

Questions are asked but answers evade

The formulation of a resolution

A problem that had arised before my generation

That Continues with its evolution

It continues to hurt

It continues to kill

It continues to spill

Blood absorbed by the soil

upon which this country was built

Now am I wrong

To hum the words to a age old song

"We shall overcome"

I can't breathe

Those words are stuck on repeat

But I'll give all of me

A sacrifice

To make sure that we are free

To believe in such a thing called equality

My skin color shouldn't be a burden

Or make me a target

The choice to life should be my own to make regardless

Now beg my pardon

And excuse me as I continue to live and to fight

Not only for me but for the future minorities and their civil rights

Education is key

So lets take the right steps to lead

In order to proceed

Violence is not the answer

It's a distractor

A motivator

Which widens a gap

A political trap

Said in a way to pacify

That a lot of people fail to see

Let's both take a look in the mirror to view the differences

Then the similarities

Once cut, you'll see

That we both will bleed the same

If we both died today, our mothers will feel the same pain

So with this continued fight what are we continuing to gain?

A question that I will leave unanswered

Just like all the others that no one continues to claim

The outside may differ but inside the vein it's all the same.

all blood is red

i cannot tell you from experience the hardships of my fellowman,

but i can tell you what my eyes have seen.

they’ve seen them being condemned and deemed guilty from the moment they are born,

judged by something that upholds no merit amongst the majority of us.

i’ve seen them being judged by their culture;

their background;

i’ve seen them being diminished, humiliated and killed.

an entire continent built on the blood of innocents

with no reparation, no reformation.

i’ve seen my fellowman cry, scream, fight,

shed their own blood for a cause,

their cause!

fighting for the very thing i was privileged to have just by being born a different shade.

so when they come to me to speak, i listen.

so when they come to me for help, i stand in front of them.

if my skin can shield them from the blindness of hatred

then so be it!

i will use it to their advantage.

i will fight for their cause,

for i can no longer bear to see innocent blood wash this streets;

i can no longer hear the cry of a mother drowning in sorrow.

i refuse to side with the ignorant,

the bigoted,

the blind.

i will make their cause my cause;

their pain my pain,

because i believe us to be the same,

with red blood in our veins

and the will to fight to see this world be a better place.

A collaboration with a fellow poet @bea-is-back

Something that we felt needed to be said and done. Feel free to check her work if you looking to feel inspired.

~ Quiet-Storm ~

Don't show me the illusion you call love

Show me the daggers you're hiding behind your back.

Don't tell me your sugary lies of trust and friendship

Tell me the truth you're hiding down your throat.

Insignificant, like a dust, that's what I am.

To me...

You were my pain

A cruel feeling

That consumed my mind.

Till I forgot everything else

You are all I thought

And you are all I felt

You were my anchor

That didn't let me surface

I was bound to you

Until the day I drowned

And it was relief I felt

With the release

Of my last breath..

To you,

I was your shadow

Always following you

In stormy nights

In grainy lights

Even in your darkest hours

When you were too immersed

In your own darkness to see me.

I was your air

Essence of your life

But unnoticed

Until the day I left

And you realised

What suffocation is.

I was your sun

You frowned

Whenever you looked at me

Hid yourself

In my presence

But you didn't realise

Without me

No dawn is coming.

To you,

I was your shadow

Always following you

In stormy nights

In grainy lights

Even in your darkest hours

When you were too immersed

In your own darkness to see me.

I was your air

Essence of your life

But unnoticed

Until the day I left

And you realised

What suffocation is.

I was your sun

You frowned

Whenever you looked at me

Hid yourself

In my presence

But you didn't realise

Without me

No dawn is coming.

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Colour red

You think you can tame me

Just because this pendent of your name

Is hanging from my neck

You think I wouldn't cross the threshold

Just because the sound of my anklets

Are more loyal to you

You think my identity belongs to you

Just because the bangles I wear

Is marked by your name

You think I would obey you

As the commands of those Gods

Just because you coloured me red.

Born again

It's been two decades since I was born

With everyday asking myself 'what for?'

With everyday looking up to a stone idol

Expecting answer to the one question I can't utter...

It's been one decade since the realization struck

That all those pleas and questions I sent

Was received by a room full of nothingness

And even if some soul lingers in that darkness

He doesn't care about a girl with a cruel fate...

That whenever I looked up at the sky

With the hope in my heart to find salvation

All along it had nothing to offer

Except darkness and suffocation...

It's been some years since I came to acceptance

That a tree can't move away from its roots

It took some time to put back the pieces

To mend something that has always been broken

To stand up and walk again

I still have the scars and one fragile heart

Unanswered questions and unfulfilled wishes

But now I know, it doesn't make a difference

I can't cut my roots but I can still grow

And that was when,

I was born again.