"maal" poems - Hello Poetry

Yes, I'm a girl and I'm not trying to justify my body language nor am I positioning the rights of a feminist on the top, but Yes, I was questioned always, even when I was right. Subservience was legitimized as my trait ever since I felt this world. Every time when I was buckled under by his lecherous eyes, I was asked to adjust my dupatta well. Every action of mine substantiated the height to which I'll hold the name of my family. I was asked to cross legs while sitting, speak amicably, yet not solitously. Every time I'd to hide my period stain like a ****** blot. I was asked to gallop my cramps because letting it out is a bitter sin. Yes, I get my body scanned by their lewd gaze day in and out even when I put my baggiest of clothes on. Yes, I'm a girl, and I have beautiful synonyms, call me maal, patola, bomb, ***** *** or a girl? May be, let yourself decide. Yes, I'm questioned on the extension of the Roti's that I make and the smiles that I couldn't fake. Yes, I'm a girl and I'll stand, and question your authority if it calls for, call me stubborn. Okay! Remember, I'm a girl, and if you accuse me of being a feminist if I know, and can raise my tone up and against your authority, humanism needs to be checked then. -APARAJITA TRIPATHI

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Jul 24, 2018

Jul 24, 2018 at 10:13 PM UTC

__apj_

Yes, I am a girl.

Yes, I'm a girl and I'm not trying to justify my body language nor am I positioning the rights of a feminist on the top, but Yes, I was questioned always, even when I was right. Subservience was legitimized as my trait ever since I felt this world. Every time when I was buckled under by his lecherous eyes, I was asked to adjust my dupatta well. Every action of mine substantiated the height to which I'll hold the name of my family. I was asked to cross legs while sitting, speak amicably, yet not solitously. Every time I'd to hide my period stain like a ****** blot. I was asked to gallop my cramps because letting it out is a bitter sin. Yes, I get my body scanned by their lewd gaze day in and out even when I put my baggiest of clothes on. Yes, I'm a girl, and I have beautiful synonyms, call me maal, patola, bomb, ***** *** or a girl? May be, let yourself decide. Yes, I'm questioned on the extension of the Roti's that I make and the smiles that I couldn't fake. Yes, I'm a girl and I'll stand, and question your authority if it calls for, call me stubborn. Okay! Remember, I'm a girl, and if you accuse me of being a feminist if I know, and can raise my tone up and against your authority, humanism needs to be checked then. -APARAJITA TRIPATHI

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(This poem is on the earthquake that people in Sikkim,India had faced on 18 September 2011. I was one among them too! P.S- on this very that is my brother's birthday! So i remember it more profoundly....just read on to find out more. Certain words mean the following out here- MG MARG- MAHATMA GANDHI MARG.{Marg means street.} LAL BAZAAR-refers to a marketing place in the capital of Sikkim,i.e,Gangtok) MAAL ROADING-Maal road is generally found in most of the hill stations in India. But in my college, Maal Road has a different and funny meaning.) DISCO COMMITTEE-refers to the DISCIPLINARY Committee in our college,which takes stringent actions against the guilty.) 18 was the date- When a bunch of girls had decided to travel through the city. But I was the one who wasn't prepared, As it was raining pretty heavy. The girls planned to eat,roam and shop about, through the MG MARG and LAL BAZAAR! Fortunately for me due to some unavoidable circumstances the plan got dropped.... And all I could see was girls making unbearable pouts!! In the evening, when people go out MAAL ROADING, I went to the shop with a company for buying a recharge card as done daily! Though I bought it, I somehow forgot to scratch it, I rather kept it inside my bag. Strolling down the campus We sat on the football field Watching the players kicking the ball in glee With their boots,shorts and tee! At exactly 6:10 pm, there was a great turbulence, which caused a whole lot of purturbence! Yes, that was the 6.9 that shook us! People running to and fro to save their lives, some shirtless,some barefooted and some in towels! With buildings shaking and cracking there was nothing but utter horror and shouting! People seemed like Refugees, With no phone networks to contact friends,relatives and families! We were told to sleep with our room doors open. But how could we when there were still tremors coming? SHAKE! and people would be out on the streets! Such a day it was, when Mother Nature had terrorised us! Still the authorities couldn't help themselves from separating boys and girls!! If they happen to meet each other, They would have to face the DISCO COMMITTEE all together! Huh!! When will you get rid off this mentality? So that we can live joyous and peacefully!!!

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May 24, 2012

May 24, 2012 at 2:23 PM UTC

zeba-zoariah-ahsan

ESCAPE!

(This poem is on the earthquake that people in Sikkim,India had faced on 18 September 2011. I was one among them too! P.S- on this very that is my brother's birthday! So i remember it more profoundly....just read on to find out more. Certain words mean the following out here- MG MARG- MAHATMA GANDHI MARG.{Marg means street.} LAL BAZAAR-refers to a marketing place in the capital of Sikkim,i.e,Gangtok) MAAL ROADING-Maal road is generally found in most of the hill stations in India. But in my college, Maal Road has a different and funny meaning.) DISCO COMMITTEE-refers to the DISCIPLINARY Committee in our college,which takes stringent actions against the guilty.) 18 was the date- When a bunch of girls had decided to travel through the city. But I was the one who wasn't prepared, As it was raining pretty heavy. The girls planned to eat,roam and shop about, through the MG MARG and LAL BAZAAR! Fortunately for me due to some unavoidable circumstances the plan got dropped.... And all I could see was girls making unbearable pouts!! In the evening, when people go out MAAL ROADING, I went to the shop with a company for buying a recharge card as done daily! Though I bought it, I somehow forgot to scratch it, I rather kept it inside my bag. Strolling down the campus We sat on the football field Watching the players kicking the ball in glee With their boots,shorts and tee! At exactly 6:10 pm, there was a great turbulence, which caused a whole lot of purturbence! Yes, that was the 6.9 that shook us! People running to and fro to save their lives, some shirtless,some barefooted and some in towels! With buildings shaking and cracking there was nothing but utter horror and shouting! People seemed like Refugees, With no phone networks to contact friends,relatives and families! We were told to sleep with our room doors open. But how could we when there were still tremors coming? SHAKE! and people would be out on the streets! Such a day it was, when Mother Nature had terrorised us! Still the authorities couldn't help themselves from separating boys and girls!! If they happen to meet each other, They would have to face the DISCO COMMITTEE all together! Huh!! When will you get rid off this mentality? So that we can live joyous and peacefully!!!

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So I knocked knocked knocked on heaven's door, Only to be answered by God Himself and asked, "what do you want Little Nur?" I told Him, "I'm tired of waiting for your plans for me, I just need some closure". He calmly replies, "inna maal 'usri yusra".

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Jun 16, 2016

Jun 16, 2016 at 2:53 PM UTC

almazingg

11 Ramadhan

So I knocked knocked knocked on heaven's door, Only to be answered by God Himself and asked, "what do you want Little Nur?" I told Him, "I'm tired of waiting for your plans for me, I just need some closure". He calmly replies, "inna maal 'usri yusra".

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Ai Adam Ki Aulaad. Tu Kaun Hai ? Jau Itna Akkad Tha Hai Tu ? Apni Maal Par Ya Apni Hasiyaaat Par Ya Apni Hunaar Par Tujhe Lagta hai ki Jau Khuch Hai Woh Terai Wajai Sai hai ? Itna Ghamand Kyu ? Jabki Tujhai Yeah Maluum Hai Ki Sab Khuch Apnai Rab Kai Wajai Sai hai. Phir bhi Tum “I” ya “We” itnai Aasani sai laga daita hau. Jaisai Tujhai Khuch Malum Nahi Hai.

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May 26, 2023

May 26, 2023 at 11:54 AM UTC

aslam-m

Hum Kaun Hai

Ai Adam Ki Aulaad. Tu Kaun Hai ? Jau Itna Akkad Tha Hai Tu ? Apni Maal Par Ya Apni Hasiyaaat Par Ya Apni Hunaar Par Tujhe Lagta hai ki Jau Khuch Hai Woh Terai Wajai Sai hai ? Itna Ghamand Kyu ? Jabki Tujhai Yeah Maluum Hai Ki Sab Khuch Apnai Rab Kai Wajai Sai hai. Phir bhi Tum “I” ya “We” itnai Aasani sai laga daita hau. Jaisai Tujhai Khuch Malum Nahi Hai.

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