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Mercury Chap Jun 2015
Why is it that a woman suffers?
She is the pain bearer
She carries a human with her
She goes through pain with a fear
Careful to make sure she doesn't hurt anyone
She walks carefully not to tip or fall
Just because she doesn't hurt the one
In her womb, she walks delicately
And when she doesn't give birth to a son
She is given more pain than the birth has ever given her.

She is a curse
A blasphemy on the surface of earth
And when situations become adverse
She is the one to clean the dirt.

Why is that a woman suffers?
In each and every part of this world
In every situation that occurs
She is beaten and slit
She is made to pay
The expenses of someone else's debts.
Mercury Chap Jun 2015
I think there is a connection
Between the tides and me
Sometimes high, sometimes low
Sometimes running, sometimes slow,
And most of all
Sometimes violent and sometimes refusing to flow.
Mercury Chap Jun 2015
I hear something in me
.
.
.
I just realised it's a heart beat
Mercury Chap Jun 2015
Some pitches are so high
That when one shouts
No one could listen
Except for the animals.
Mercury Chap Jun 2015
No matter how much you lift me
I would remain to be an ostrich
Even while having wings
I couldn't fly.
Mercury Chap Jun 2015
People are
the whisking winds
At first,
So near, you feel them blowing your hair
Then,
So far
Not a strand stirs from its place.
Mercury Chap Jun 2015
There are things I could never speak about.

Everything I could never tell you
Is everything that is not a lie
It is on the edge of my lips
But it couldn't slip,
I don't know why.

Everything I could never tell you
Is just right behind my eye
Which are curtained, the reflection of truth,
Are obscure and I deny
To throw in light on it.

Everything I could never tell you
Is written in letters away from your reach
Inscribed with difficulty on soft sheet
Everything about myself I could teach.

Everything I could I never tell you
Is everything you shouldn't know
Is has to be like this universe
It has to be a mystery performed long ago
Like the evolution this all has to soon disperse.

Everything I couldn't tell you
I'm sorry that I won't even when I'm gone
Everything I couldn't tell you
Is not interesting to scrutinize upon

I couldn't tell you
Because I was afraid that before me
You would be gone.
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