Why should I care,
How you feel?
If you're policy,
Just isn't fair.
What's good for she,
Should be good for he.
And if good for he,
Then as well for she.
That should be plain to see.
It's as obvious to me,
As the nose on your face.
You need to catch up,
With the human race.
                   by: coleman

the cult of the ideal woman.
silent era mignon.
pass the baton.

a little diplomacy.
a little electricity.
and a waterfall of curls.

she moves with the fayre.
I see her idling on Fifth Avenue
and at work behind the counters
of the stores.

besotted men plant young, leafless trees upside-down,
roots in the air, simply because
she wants it that way.

a groundbreaking end
to The Broken Oath,
and her name on the credits
for the very first time.

screens, fans, and umbrella stands.
or maybe lilies in a field of seclusion.
she is stardom.
she is the eternal question.

What happened to her was disgusting
But she should have better not been out in the night alone
So what it was her job, she's not a man,a girl isn't safe on these roads

And what happened to her was indeed dastardly
But why did she have to go to that area
Being in that situation was partly her fault

The boys were indeed monsters
But did see what that teen wore
Her miniskirt might have turned them on
(Oh she was in a saree,never mind,moving along)

Of course it's all the boy's fault
But does good girl drink alcohol
What was she doing partying at 11'o clock
Maybe she was friendly and her no sounded like a yes,
You know,boys will be boys afterall

What they did,they should rot in hell
But why the hell did she take a strangers' help
I guess thats what being too friendly entails

And she has my full support
But, but,she was not a very 'nice' girl ,if you know what I mean
The jobs she did,the places she went
I heard she had many boyfriends
And don't take it in the wrong way
But she sort of caused it upon her

And that's why kids
Keep company of only 'good' people
And follow our orders
If you wish not such dishonour
Always be prim and proper

I can't imagine the pain she must be in
Now who will marry a bride with lost honour
All the reputation of the family is lost,better keep this a secret,don't tell the police

It's none of her fault of course
But western values did spoil the gal

And the boys did a grievous wrong
But she could have tried not being so free
It's not a West European city

Well you know what I mean
She could have, well, tried not existing

Away with the vice

squad-patriarchy: I am --


Boss Of My Belly!

It is an insult

if you want to fight for me --


As if I am weak!

The news, every day:

fires are burning in the streets --


right out of the hearts.

कोई नहीं पराया, मेरा घर संसार है।

मैं ना बँधा हूँ देश-काल की जंग लगी जंजीर में,
मैं ना खड़ा हूँ जाति-पाति की ऊँची-नीची भीड़ में,
मेरा धर्म ना कुछ स्याही शब्दों का सिर्फ गुलाम है,
मैं बस कहता हूँ कि प्यार है तो घट-घट में राम है,
मुझ से तुम ना कहो कि मंदिर-मस्जिद पर मैं सर टेक दूँ,
मेरा तो आराध्य आदमी, देवालय हर द्वार है।
कोई नहीं पराया, मेरा घर सारा संसार है।

कहीं रहे कैसे भी मुझको प्यारा यह इन्सान है,
मुझको अपनी मानवता पर बहुत-बहुत अभिमान है,
अरे नहीं देवत्व, मुझे तो भाता है मनुजत्व ही,
और छोड़कर प्यार नहीं स्वीकार सकल अमरत्व भी,
मुझे सुनाओ तुम न स्वर्ग-सुख की सुकुमार कहानियाँ,
मेरी धरती सौ-सौ स्वर्गों से ज्यादा सुकुमार है।
कोई नहीं पराया, मेरा घर सारा संसार है ।।
 
मुझे मिली है प्यास विषमता का विष पीने के लिए,
मैं जन्मा हूँ नहीं स्वयं-हित, जग-हित जीने के लिए,
मुझे दी गई आग कि इस तम में मैं आग लगा सकूँ,
गीत मिले इसलिए कि घायल जग की पीड़ा गा सकूँ,
मेरे दर्दीले गीतों को मत पहनाओ हथकड़ी,
मेरा दर्द नहीं मेरा है, सबका हाहाकार है।
कोई नहीं पराया, मेरा घर सारा संसार है ।।

मैं सिखलाता हूँ कि जिओ औ' जीने दो संसार को,
जितना ज्यादा बाँट सको तुम बाँटो अपने प्यार को,
हँसों इस तरह, हँसे तुम्हारे साथ दलित यह धूल भी,
चलो इस तरह कुचल न जाये पग से कोई शूल भी,
सुख, न तुम्हारा सुख केवल जग का भी उसमें भाग है,
फूल डाल का पीछे, पहले उपवन का श्रृंगार है।
कोई नहीं पराया मेरा घर सारा संसार है।

- गोपालदास 'नीरज'

I seem to be a man,
it comes with ups and downs
and sometimes I don’t get my way,

but like an adult,
and broken-heartedly, a woman,
I’ll try to be OK