Half full,
or half empty—
to be broken
and not know
what broke you
is a shattering
thought.

When I go outside, the earth, my mother always tells me:

Your petals may fall,
some days you’ll wither,
but you are a growing flower;
one whose beauty is out of the picture.
Don’t forget to look up, or down,
dig your feet into my ground.
I am always here,
watering your wounds
and rooting for your smile
to be in full bloom.

My biggest
character flaw
is that I’ve
always been
a perfectionist
disguised
as a romantic.

It’s not about you, Prince Charming.

I rise like the
waves and
crash like
them too.

I am a body
of water
That’ll send
a ripple
down your
spine when
you dive in.

One day
you’ll see the puzzle
you’ve created.

Or maybe
I’m just a piece
that you purposely lost.

Because you know
I would complete you.
But you are not ready
to be whole.

I hope you find
what you're looking for
as you kick off new games
to leave in the dark.

You shine
when you
rise in your
true colors.

Our bodies
run around all day
while our minds
try to catch up all night.

From time immemorial
Its women, who have been supressed,
Its high time
For them to be addressed.

Men are humans too
Its not always a woman’s fault
We need to change this mindset,
Which has been set as default.

From GHUNGATS to SHORTS
Why are girls always blamed?
From RAPES to EVE TEASING
Why are they always put to blame?

From administration till army
Everywhere they are
Still at the night
Safety is a thing very far.

From Sakshi Malik to Chanda Koecher
From Indra Nooyi to Hima Das
Why are women always scepticiced
And not treated as something “KHAAS”? I know just writing poems or giving speeches,
Wont make a difference any day,
But a step ahead is always better than a pause,
In a race towards equality, it may create a new way?

We as women should rise
Not our voices, but intellect,
We as women should fight
Not for short dresses, but for correcting societies defect.

Before any man’s support,
Vow to stand by each other first,
Along with being during the best,
Also promote each other during their worst.

Can you see how much
we need each other?!

All this “I am a rock
I am an island”
solipsistic claptrap
exposed
cos we need Joan and John
at the supermarket
and the folks at A&E
and the techies
streaming lifelines
while we figure how to be

Now, behind our keyboards
we might not be warriors,
but worriers who realise
how close we are to crashing

and yeah, some **** cash in
but let’s not forget
so when the panic lifts
we figure novel penance
and say our goodbyes

So hugs are currently virtual,
but our care for once
is real

Maybe that’s the virus deal

Maybe we’re done with
u ok ***?
so when we re-emerge
we can see clearly
**** sapiens
are one species
and switch on to each other,
sisters and brothers alike

Being nice is for life