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14.3k · Feb 2015
Piano
Ujwala Iyengar Feb 2015
My fingers played the piano to the beats I have never known,
It rhymed in it's perfecting beauty as it echoed in our crystal halls.
Yet a question harped in my mind as I touched the piano for the first time.
Is it my mind that knows of the lyrics of what to become or has it always been my heart that sings of you.
3.5k · Feb 2015
Feminist
Ujwala Iyengar Feb 2015
As I finish the book,
The guy in the corner says,
Are you a feminist for real or are you the extreme feminist just like they say?

Trouble,
Tugging,
Tension,
Haven't you ever heard these words my way ?
They spill out my pockets as I find a safe route to home today.
I,
I'm a person, I live to see my kids everyday,
I drive my car with the colt in the back to make sure I reach home today.
I,
I'm a fire, I'm a story to be told,
Yet I lock upon your entrance because for you I'm a singular sight to behold.
You,
You Animal,
You Unchastised Beast.

Struggle,
Strive,
Strenuous,
Strength,
Is the only way I fight your ***** hands off my naked body piece.
I,
I human,
I wrong,
I be the woman that calls hell upon.

You,
You be man,
You be government,
You be aid,
You filthy human being,
But I'm the one to blame.

You,
You liar,
You sniveling little rat,
I,
I innocent,
I sorry,
I right,
Yet I hide like a wet cat.

Naked,
Nauseous,
Nightmare,
The words I have befriended in the absence of the lord.

I,
I hungry,
I scared,
I lost,
I join my hands in agony and frustration for the only consented hand upon me is that of the god.

His,
His mother,
His sister,
His friend,
Be nothing to you,
You tear her body with your claws, your vein's pulsing with *****.

You,
You drunk,
You wrong,
You animalistic,
Yet as you slide down my skinny jeans, in tonight's bet I'm the innocent one to lose.


I walk upon the sidewalk and all I hear you say,
You ****,
You *****,
You ***** from across the shore,
Why don't you slide that hoody up above your shoulders and show me some breast?

You look at me like I'm a chicken piece,
You drool and spank as I pass by
And look at me like I'm the one who suggest.

You,
You father,
You teacher,
You preacher,
You barman,
You taxi man,
You footballer,
You man.

I,
I wreck,
I cavity,
I ****,
I *******,
I slam piece,
I brothel but no church,
I woman and I naked.

So as I walk up home wearing those tiny shorts,
You pick me up in those black tinted window cars,
I scream,
I yell,
I beg,
I plead.
You shove it down my throat.
You tear my humanity,
You make me bleed.

You,
You stupid,
You arrogant,
You ignorant,
You fool.
You don't know my power for I'm the Gaya to your tomb.
You miscreant,
You rogue,
You bleeding stinking wretch.
You see that halo around me,
I'm your mother,
Your daughter,
Your sister,
Your wife,
Your god.
And every time you look at me with those ugly eyes,
I want you to see my halo glow.


As I picked up my book from the table,
A feminist, A masculinist,
A equality finder,
A woman,
A girl,
I find a name to pick and say,
And I look at your rustic self and I say

'You Don't Even Deserve To Know'
3.4k · Mar 2015
Stretch Marks
Ujwala Iyengar Mar 2015
Your words left stretch marks on me,
Not the ugly ones but the one's you get when you shed all your pretentious skin.
I look beautiful and pure now wearing them on me like battle scars,
I bathe in the sunlight as I touch each mark and remember how it felt like.
Your words left stretch marks on me,
Not the ugly ones but the one you get when your body finally finds peace in who you're.
2.2k · Feb 2015
Lily Carnation
Ujwala Iyengar Feb 2015
His kisses were long and soft.
They were softer than the carnations he got her everyday.

But Alas ! Those kisses were false and those carnations were imaginary.
She looked at the watch as she tallied the last account for the day.

His existence was unknown and their love was unfound. She removed his picture which she had lovingly pinned on the wall.

Heavens cry and clouds sing,
She got the prince but she lost the ring.

They never found his dead body.
She still remembers how he chose the carnations for their wedding reception.
1.5k · Mar 2015
Purgatory
Ujwala Iyengar Mar 2015
I do not know why I travel back to you,
My steps forever eschewed as I make my way to that sullen place.
It smashes my soul and crushes my spirit,
Your words, your lips obliterate the fire in my purgatory.
Yet as I pen down each word, it never makes sense,
Like the words I write now, they warp and distort into shapeless and meaningless beings.
Do you get what I speak as I touch your cherub lips?
Or are they lost like my heart that shall never come back home.
1.3k · Feb 2015
Love
Ujwala Iyengar Feb 2015
She wanted to **** him hard,
He wanted to make love to her.

What was the difference anyway ?

She wanted to shatter him like a glass bottle,
He wanted to love her like a beautiful flower.
1.1k · Mar 2015
Madness
Ujwala Iyengar Mar 2015
Madness reigns over those who spend insomniac nights weaving magic out of thin air,
Madness crawls over their skin who shed all they have for the dreams they believe in,
Madness haunts those who can't stop thinking of all the things they could be,
But isn't it pure madness that makes you different  than them.
For madness is their drug.
Madness is what makes creativity,

She rubbed her eyes and told herself
'I can't sleep at night'
She never will.
For madness kills like madness lives.
She held his hands for the last time and asked
'Tell me I'm right !'
792 · Feb 2015
Falling In Love
Ujwala Iyengar Feb 2015
Gravity was no longer holding me,
I was beyond it's control.

With every day that went by I knew I felt weaker,
Like rocks that tumbled down the horizon I slipped too.

I would fall faster than a feather touching the ground,
Faster than a shooting ball running from the stars.

And I told myself I was falling in love,
With every glide and every step I fell for that insane laughter.

And I looked at him and I realized I was falling in love.
Falling in love but mostly Falling.

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