This poem is dedicated to all those young female infants who have been subject to brutal killings in the State of Rajasthan(India) due to a extreme gender biased society that is still so much prevalent there. And also their mothers who silently cries and suffers the extreme mental and physical abuse by the demonic male dominance even till today. Blessed be the souls of those infants and the tortured fetus.
Breathing through your deeper left
I'm feeding inside for hours
Watching every step you take
Carving every smile with scars
Moving like a wounded goose
The sick curiosity to know my sex
her womb is kicked when you booze
I cry for hours inside this place
What fuels your putrid mind
Am I really such a disgrace
Your hypocrisy is deep confined
these ancestors had your traits
I'm just a single cell larva
I haven't even seen your face
My mother's womb is your torture mecca
She is tired of your entire race
You are just a worthless soul
topper on this ignorance scale
I curse you, from inside this hole
I wish her fertility forever fails
How can you be my father
You willingly mocked your mother's cries
Are we all just a doormat to you
Does our heart seem a lie?
I'm just a single cell amoeba
I don't wish to come outside
To remain unborn is my greatest wish
The wind of hate blows on your side
I just thought I had the tool
That makes me look a little fragile
But you are so sick and cruel
You killed my sisters with a smile
How can you be my fucking father
You happily lost my mother's files
She needed a lift for her medicine
You made her walk these endless miles
Breathing through your deeper left
I'm your misplaced semen inside
You wished the semen fell of the bed
Than to burn me when I come outside
13 comments:
This topic (and of course the crime) is never ending. Coming to the poem
My mother's womb is your torture mecca
She is tired of your entire race
How are you coining the words ?? OMG better than the best !
But you are so sick and cruel
You killed my sisters with a smile
It hits so hard that for a moment you feel like the fetus yourself.
Breathing through your deeper left
I'm your misplaced semen inside
Yet again your poetic genius.
I would love to have your say on my take on the same topic.
http://coimbatorenostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/08/similarity-is-no-sin.html
But you are so sick and cruel
You killed my sisters with a smile
How can you be my fucking father
You happily lost my mother's files
She needed a lift for her medicine
You made her walk these endless miles
hard reality ... u impressed me with your first write on lounge and now you make me your follower!!
@ pretty me : welcome aboard to the backyard !!!!!! i'm glad to have you here !!! thanks for such a nice feedback. :) and btw how should i refer you ...writing pretty me makes me feel like I'm calling myself pretty ..which I'm not even close to :P
@ nan : I have already placed my views on your poem. Forgive me if I sound a little harsh on that subject ..please consider my anger against the system.
Thanks for your wonderful insights again ...your work on the same topic is equally commendable I must say.
Regards,
Rag.
Have you watched the series Family Guy by any chance? This is like Stewie Griffin, and I was visualizing him all the time while reading it. He comes out of his Mom as an evil child and makes plans all his childhood to kill his own mother :P
But coming to the poem now, It sure is hard hitting. And it is nothing but the truth. Sex determination before delivery is banned everywhere, but what the hell, it is India and no one follows the rules anyway! Such people should be hung to death!
I hope this gets better gradually in the years to come.
Another good one! :D
I have placed a comment on nandhini's poem where I have mentioned my morbid visions of how these people should be executed. Do check it ..Its a little creative form of death I must say :P ..Coming back to the response ..well I have seen some real motheruckers who are die hard fans of Lata Mangeshkar and at the same killed female infants ..this itself speaks of their genetic morbidity And in India its ruled by the land of hypocrites , votes of forlorn promises and shines through shithead conventions. The acceptance of moral weakness among such people is overshadowed by a misplaced faith in religious rituals that promises them purification despite whatever evil they commit. This further broadens the scope of sick activities.
I did visit! That is SOME creative death!
he he :) .. It needs more sickness
Excellent!
extremely happy to know you.
"carving every smile with scars"will be with me..
wishes
take care
mip
But you are so sick and cruel
You killed my sisters with a smile
How can you be my fucking father
You happily lost my mother's files
She needed a lift for her medicine
You made her walk these endless miles
A masterpiece..Sex determination n Female infanticide are two of the major problems in India.. One one hand we claim to be modern and advanced and on the other we still need a boy to run the family legacy..
Its shameful..
incredible poem..
Keep up..
@ mip : glad you read the poem !! welcome to the backyard ..pleased to have your feedback :)
@charzz : ####One one hand we claim to be modern and advanced and on the other we still need a boy to run the family legacy..#### <--- you just said what i had in my mind. Its so hardening to see people download their iphone patches on the same street where small kids are begging a penny from everyone. Females are treated worse in taliban than India ..but with new moral police dicks , we surely will beat the taliban soon. !!!!!! Thanks so much for sharing your insight !!!!
i have no words...just follow u - take me though this creepy world safely:)
LoLz .. name is pratibha .. call me Prats or any other name ui like to give me .. let Pratibha rest for official papers though ;)
Lolz ... Hey prats is cool with me !!!! and sounds really nice.
Cheers Prats !
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