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Puspanjali Sahu May 2017
Men,
who live on dried fishes  
never realise  
they stink  
not because of the fishes  
but because  
they have dried the fishes  
to such an extent  
where no water remains  
on which  
fishes were living on
Often we are creator of our problems but hardly realize
Puspanjali Sahu Feb 2017
My Mamma told me
to follow traditions
without a condition

But what should I do
when
tradition left
humanity abadoned?
Whether traditions need to be followed if it is associated with brutal activity?
Puspanjali Sahu Jan 2017
Dry hair
Dry skin
Hopes are dead
and their dead bodies are also dried

I wish God should come down now
and save your watery smile
before it shrinks
and vanishes
somewhere in our dry sleepy minds  

But why
whenever my eyes see you
either you are alone
or in the arms of
not a mother like mother
I wonder
whether hunger had murdered
love of a mother  

I wonder
whether you come to this world
without a father  

Or somewhere  
watery eyes of your mother
wet heart of your father
are still waiting
and praying for your comeback
without knowing
a dry YOU
is dying without water
We come across children living in miserable conditions near railway stations, temples, in markets, near bus stops etc. Often we found them alone or with pitiable ladies whom we assume as their mothers but never with their fathers. Why? Is it because a mother can gain more sympathy than a father or these children are the result of momentary attraction/torture?
But how could a mother let her child to live in such a pity or is it a modern way of begging? Sometimes it could happen that parents lost their children and their lost children were seen as used for better begging.
Is our ignorance responsible for this?
Puspanjali Sahu Dec 2016
When my imaginations
started stripping in front of me
and I saw  
its naked body,
I realized  
stains of blood
on my white beautiful cloth

and I cried a lot  

Do not know why  
Maybe I was afraid of  the pain
that will return to me
in every month
or fingers, eyes  
that will point out on me
if I could not hide bright red stains
on my cloth  

But I was not knowing
those drops of blood
will grow into
bones and muscles
tiny eyes, hands and fingers
and the most beautiful smile  

Those are the brave drops of blood
that could make me  
a “Mother”  
before which
neither pain nor fear
matters
Periods are normal for every female. Sometimes it is abnormal because it comes with irritability and mood changes and these problems are severe in approx. 3-8% women. But when we talk about it, we never discuss problems and ways to solve it. We find them icky.
Because of this type of mindset of the society, when a girl is in her period, even though she suffer from a lot of body pain, she prefers to keep silence. This also makes girls to hate and feel shameful about their periods....even though periods are the signature of their ability to create a life...to become a mother.

Word help: When my imaginations started stripping in front of me - childhood is considered as a period of innocence imagination and this phrase indicated entry of girl into puberty phase.
those drops of blood will grow into bones and muscles: the birth of a child
Puspanjali Sahu Dec 2016
The day
I will stand in front of you
in my baby suit
and you will take my lips
into yours

The day each part of my body
will feel your quivering fingers
and whispers of your breath
will be the only thing
I could hear

Believe me
that day
time will stop
and bow before
our love

But to be in that day
I wish
time should fly now
We know time never stpos...yet sometime ...may be when we are living in our happiest moments... we want time to stop....and sometimes ....when we are waiting for smiling moments....we want time to fly
Puspanjali Sahu Nov 2016
When you came in
my life
I cried
The ache in my gums
made me search ways
to pull you out
and throw away

But when I started losing you
slowly
one by one
Again, I cried
I thought I lost something,
I needed most

Now the holes you left behind
were filled with stronger bones,
and nobody knows
whether having you
has its pros and cons

But sometimes past
of me with you
pierced into my present

and made me realize

You were there
to give me
softest laugh of my life,
memories of which
can make me smile
till I die
Baby teeth are something that will come in our life but will not stay. They are the sweet memories of our life…like school days, college days, bunking classes, night out with friends or sometimes chatting over stupid things for long hours.
As we move on in life, sometimes we think baby teeth were not needed. Why they came in our life. But look into pics of those not so wisely spend days with friends. I am sure, you will smile and happily miss those days
Hope you understand now why you had baby teeth, when you had to lose them.
Your smile will never look that good with strong teeth as those are with your baby teeth
Puspanjali Sahu Nov 2016
You asked me
not to change
and believe me
I have tried hard
to keep your words

But in front of me
everything has changed
An ice-cold coffee turned into a smoky tea
Dead trees came out of the coffins
with wide smiles and colored costumes
as if they are going to marry
again
and those little children
who loved to dance
in the seashore
naked
are kept themselves
under cover

I looked at you
and your quiet smile told me
things will not remain the same
as summer passed
and winter came

But why I feel
something within you and me
will not change ?
But to discover
what is that

we have to walk on
the road of change
Change is the unchangeable law of nature and to survive, we have to adopt changes. But somethings within our self may or may not change...the way we smile, the way we talk, the way we behave, the way we feel
and those are the things that could define us
Let yourself go through changes and after that if you can find something within yourself, that has not changed...that is your definition
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