"sakshi" poems
Your friends readied the kids,
In the boys hostel mess.
The day happier than ever,
I felt proud of myself.
Then I took your hand,
And guided you inside.
You were totally unprepared,
But we had trained the kids.
The canteen was filled with us,
The volunteers and the kids.
The onlookers joined the chorus,
In the Happy Birthday words.
Do you remember what the kids sang?
Why won't you, Satyaa, why won't you?
You might remember me, oh dear,
You were my old flame, and I was for you.
I said, "Here you go, dear,
This surprise we prepared,
Just for you, oh, just for you."
And your eyes teemed with tears.
You looked at me in gratitude,
But I was truthful as I told you,
"Your girl friends surprised you,
I just brought the cake, dear."
"Sakshi suggested this surprise,
Your girl friends prepared the kids,
Enjoy your birthday, Satyaa, enjoy it,"
You were speechless, completely in love.
Oct 27, 2024
Oct 27, 2024 at 9:30 PM UTC
To dear Iron man,
I never used to believe in love at the first sight,
But you had something that night
I don't know what it was,
The rust on your edges or,
The scribble of words unsaid,
That off red paint,
Or the layer of dust on your surface.
You were standing there,
Like a warrior,
Cutting the darkness with,
Your shinning light,
All your dents and,
Those imperfect marks,
Seems so perfect to me.
I never used to believe in love at first sight,
But I was in love with you since the very first night.
I was a day old,
New to your land,
Creases still left to open,
And you were there,
With that dark rust and,
Half faded paint.
That night,
I opened up for the first time,
Felt the warmth of your light,
These Blank and empty spaces,
I was hiding from the world,
You filled it with your light,
So perfectly,
That no more, I want them to hide,
That night I realized,
I was a stranger to myself,
But you knew me so well.
All those warnings I get from these windows,
The scoldings I receive from this glass,
They told me, our love is forbidden,
You are a rusty street material,
And I belong to a soft world,
But every time,
When that wind blow,
I try as hard as I can,
To stretch myself out of this window,
To leave the world from where i belong,
If loving you means loosing myself,
I won't mind,
Because that night,
I fell in love with myself,
It was only under your light.
Sakshi ghildiyal
Apr 28, 2016
Apr 28, 2016 at 10:22 PM UTC
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.
Apr 15, 2020
Apr 15, 2020 at 11:29 AM UTC