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childhood
following the sun
beyond the river

Written by
Mihail Buraga
autumn river
the paddle swings
into a sigh

Written by
Srinivasa Rao Sambangi
stars in the river
between them
the lonely moon

Written by
Ivanka Yankova
 Dec 2017 Jay
Neha Srivastava
Woman
 Dec 2017 Jay
Neha Srivastava
I am my curves
I am also the fire raging through my nerves

Waiting for my shining armour
Sometimes I chose to be the one

Every month I bleed real blood
For you I could be soft as a rose bud

I love my freedom
I could give birth to next generation

I am the words of your poetry
I get paint on your canvas so quietly
I am half of your society
I am worshipped as your diety

So Tell me whats causing this ambiguity
Give me Equality
Cheers to Womanhood
 Dec 2017 Jay
Maria Etre
Cracked
 Dec 2017 Jay
Maria Etre
It is only
when a writer
is broken
that ink spills
from her cracks
to fall on paper
For full entry: https://indiedoodles.wordpress.com/2017/12/06/cracked/
 Dec 2017 Jay
Hayley Neininger
Feminism is not a bad word
It is more than four words
If you are a woman if you are a man
If you believe that gender equality
Is important, if you stand by your mother
When she shouts, “I am equal!”
Then you are a feminist.
And I’m tired, I’m tired and I’m frustrated
That the patriarchal society we live in
Would rather demonize equality
Rather than let it stand tall as the statue
It deserves to be.
All it means
Is you believe that women and men are equal
That they deserve to be treated both fairly and just
And I trust-
That the only image of a feminist in your mind
Is one that hates men, that burns bras, that simply get in the way.
And sure there might be a few of those, yes
But I would like to ask you
Since when did one represent the whole?
Since when were all white Christian men
Devalued, dehumanized because of Jeffery Dahmer?
If I were to follow your logic
If we were all to follow your logic
We’d have to lock up every single one of you
All because a few of your fellow men
Perverted an ideal that at the heart of it was good
And please be good
To your feminists please know that it is not a movement
To strip people of rights but to grant rights to those who have been denied
Feminism isn’t a bad word
It’s a word that holds an ideal
That genetics that genitalia do not dictate
Whether or not a human being is held to the
American standard of equality.
bit of a rant
 Dec 2017 Jay
Aisha Ella
His "I love you" came swiftly.
Like the monsoon pouring down on a leaky roof
Those three words broke through my defences.
At first they were an ambrosia;
They sustained my life and our relationship.
At least for a short time.

Then "I love you" became an excuse;
For absences, and purpose-filled accidents.
And I ignored the warning signs, the flashing lights.
I pretended like "I love you" was enough...

...But it wasn't.
His "I love you"s were like band-aids on bullet wounds;
Like using play dough to fix cracks in concrete walls.
But I rationed our good memories,
I held on as tight as I could to our love
And watched as it slipped through my fingers.

His "I love you"s became poison,
That seeped deep into my bones,
And turned blue skies grey,
And turned light into darkness,
And slowly killed whatever semblance of love
I fooled myself into thinking we had left.
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