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Jul 2019
The nation called itself secular
But I was born with a religion
tattooed on my forehead

Being a female they said I have rights
But because I was a female
I was abandoned

As a human I have the right to live
But I don't remember
The last time I felt alive

Does my hunger and agony
Pain the one who made the rights?
Would the abuse thrown at me

Make me a victim
Who can atleast claim
For her basic human rights?

No rights ever written down
Showed men to be the one
With crown and honor

Yet, I was put below his feet
To be violated and humiliated
Where was my rights


When I was locked up
Away from the light of knowledge
Away from the world of wisdom


In a little cage with bars
That do not bend
Rights always existed
But they were never right themselves
I wrote this during my English period. The teacher was taking about gender inequality and suddenly I felt like writing down some points that came to mind. After some editing this is the final product.
Alphy
Written by
Alphy  23/F/India
(23/F/India)   
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   MS Anjaan
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