Sunday 20 July 2014

WHY SHOULD I BE SENSIBLE!




WHY SHOULD I BE SENSIBLE!

I GONNA BE A LADY, I SHOULD LEARN TO BE MODEST

I AM BORN TO LEAD THE RULES OF SOCIETY

I HAVE NO RIGHTS TO BE LIBERAL

WHAT I FEEL IN MY HEART , HOW CAN I THOUGHT OF IT

MY HEART IS MEANT TO BE DEALS, HOW CAN I LISTEN TO IT

THERE IS NO SCOPE FOR MY BODY AND SOUL TO FEEL FREE

IT’S ALL OCCUPIED BY DAISY DEE

HOW CAN MY EYES GIVE SPACE TO TEARS , THESE ARE MADE TO BE PLUMPED WITH 

KOHL AND LINER,

WHETHER MY LIPS HAVE A SMILE OR NOT WHO CARES ?

WHAT MATTER A LOT I ,IF I HAVE GOT SOME GLITTER OR GLOSS

HERE MAY BE PLETHORA OF FEELINGS BUT ALL ARE IN VAIN

ALL THESE ARE MADE TO BE DUMPED IN THE BRIGHTNESS OF FAKE SOCIETY


AND I AM HERE MODERN CUM TRADITIONAL GIRL OF ALMIGHTY!

FIRST POEM -WRITTEN IN 9TH CLASS






BAARISH KI WOH KAL KAL BOONDE..

KARTI BAS HAI ANTHAKARAN MEIN..

BAARISH KI BOONDOON KA GUNJAN.

KARTA HAI MAN MEIN MERE MANJAR..

BAARISH KI WOH PAHLI BOOND .

NA HOONE DE AANKHOON KO MOOND..

MOR NAACHTE, KOYAL GAATI.

MAN MEIN NAYI UMANG SI AATI..

KARO KAAM AB TOH SAB DIL SE.

SIKHO KUCH IS NAYE BASANT SE   ||