Seven Days of Prayer (Poem)

We prayed for seven days.But, by the last day,we still needed more days to pray.On the first day we prayed wellby the well.We prayed for strength and to be saved from hell.Strength to carry and bear the weight of the bear.The furless bear that was livingrent-free within. On the second day we prayed for union

The controversy of A WOMAN (Poem)

A woman.Born to lead the world but settled for a second place.Born to birth children; nurture and teach them.But settled to share the responsibility with a man.Born to teach a man how to behave.But settled to be taught by a man on how to behave.Born powerful, resilient, and strategic.But allowed a man to control her

Self-chained Generation (Poem)

We write messages that brains refuse to read.We create real pictures that eyes refuse to see.We speak from silenced lips.Because in empty spaces, we seek. Our limbs are running numb.We’re running to seek the truth in hidden lies.In darkness, we’re intertwined with blanks.Because what is is not for our lamps. Many times we are voiceless.Our

THEY SAY (Poem)

They say that: For every action, there is a reaction. For every positive, there is a negative. For every right, there is a wrong. For every good, there is evil. But they don’t tell us that sometimes: The action was towards the self, not the reactors. The positive was for uplifting the self, not a

WE ALL STOOD (Poem)

We stood in the queues,in line, waiting.Some of us stood for something,while some stood for nothing.Some of us stood voluntarily,while some were forced,because their hopes to full life were destroyed.But we all stood in the queues, in line, waiting. We stood in the queues,in line, waiting.Some of us stood to vote because it’s our right,while some

Real Fathers (Poem)

Fathers who protect their children deserve appreciation.These are gatherers of food who fend off starvation.Fees are paid in full; there’s never depreciation.Daughters and toddlers are safe under their nation. They prove that their children come first.Payroll to payload, they’re there to play their verse.Main role, second role, they’re there to nurse.Male role, great role, they

Mindfulness (Poem)

Mindfulness We’re sitting on a hill,reminiscing about our deeds.These are mesmerising moments of ease;scenes are harmonising in keys.But we’re in a state of oblivion,shunned from the view of fate in this period. We think about the nice days from our teens;the things that we did at our free will.We’re in sync with the future and

Climb that Mountain (Poem)

Climb that Mountain There is a mountain placed before us.It’s wide, big; high above the clouds.With no way around it;no choice about it.Just to climb it,even through low sighs. Some mountains, we choose.Often those that we pursueare easy to climb.They leave no bruise;we step on them like crumbs.No sweat, no fuse.But also no valuable lesson.Just

Her Body (Poem)

Her Body The body of a woman belongs only to her,  and not to any man. Her curves, thighs, and lipsare all hers — From head to toes, and hips. Her clothes are not for his will.And are not a solicitation.What she adorns her body withis not an invitation. It’s simple — her body, her choice.He ought

Against All Odds

Against All Odds (A poem) Nobody taught me how to swim.So, I swam and followed the rivers,hoping that I’d end up in the ocean; the calm seas.To see some dolphins and the colourful fish. But the river that chose me was longwith hard turns, blockages, and fishing traps.On some days, the river would run dry,leaving