She looked at herself in the mirror
Her eyes were calm.


Just the way...oceans are calm before the storm.

I was never alone
They say there is no one beside me
But they don't know whose behind me
He is a man of principles...
with glassy eyes and a golden heart
full of love and pure values
The ones who raised him are proud of him
and the ones around...are prouder!
Today, I apologise for taking him for granted
And grateful for the times when he heard me.
Its been 17 years
But his shoulders have been the highest point
I have reached.
He raised me with the values of love, respect and justice!
Always there for me, he is just one call away.
Indeed a gentleman
I feel so proud to be called as my Father's daughter.

The cold world was far away
from her asthete mind
I remeber... her heart looking for the warmth
When words, pens and papers appeared like angels,
They gave her wings and took her to the
World of Poets
which felt like heaven.

I don't wish the power to be in hands of a woman
I don't wish the power to be in hands of a man
The world will be a better place...
only when millions of beings will be seen as one.



This is what the the feminist said.

It's been four years
But the little goofball is still the same.
He is pampered and doesn't know how to fight
Instead I caught him yesterday running behind the butterfly
resting on his nose.
And then! rather than eating the grasshopper,
He tried to jump higher than it...and ended up into the wall!
His friends are strong like warriors but...
He is like the shepherd's boy grazing the sheep
His ******* eyes say it all
And his shine is like no other.
Even though he doesn't like me much...
But there are nights when we sit together
counting stars with fireflies.

Every cell of her body screams
As light falls on her
She is done with these days
carrying this big ball of fire around!
She craves for the nights to come
The dark comforts her
As she loves playing with her demons
Under the moon.