don’t lose yourself in the quest to find someone.

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the tales of innocence were half-baked,
while the evil monster seeped into reality,
the prince charming lost his way,
the princess wandered, in dismay,
but when cinderella met snow white,
rapunzel and ariel together were a sight,
hand in hand they formed a force formidable,
the monsters came, but they weren't as able,
the pinks are rising, without the pages' blue,
a force so formidable, the world has no clue.

rise high, shout loud,
the time has come.

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he loved the child inside me enough to hate the woman I grew up to be.

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you’re an outline in the slipping scratches of a simpering mind;
hazy and unkind,
but the kaleidoscope will jolt back in place to focus the mind,
and then erased marks would be all that’s left behind.

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our horrors stripped bare and sadist,
even our abuse and criticism are sexist,
yet we wish to witch hunt the feminist,
tying a twig through that protesting wrist.
there goes the narrative; twist, twist, twist.

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death awakens something in you that life doesn’t.

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when the drops of rain have their course run,
when the land of fire exhausts its ire,
when the course of wind doesn’t rescind,
when specks of dirt spill off the earth,
i’ll meet you at that nexus of us unto ourselves,
breaking out of the bricks yet building the shelves,
of things not understood of words unsaid,
of symphonies shattering on the life orchestra being led.

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हर झूठ की नींव एक सच में होती है;
वो सच, जिसे कोई अपनाना नहीं चाहता।

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sometimes,
i wish i could sleep through the scars,
and wake amidst the stars.

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yes, everything is about women.
because when you abuse me, I am at stake,
when you abuse men, the women in their life take the ache.

yes, everything is about women.
because of the honour that’s placed on my body and mind,
and the choices I inadvertently make that make you unkind.

yes, everything is about women.
every step of mine is a slap on your authority,
so when I shirk back and sacrifice, you name it my destiny.

yes, everything is about women.
about settling scores as we were then handed over like commodities,
and now to shout “not all men” as you worship the female deities.

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