I’m re-blogging this poem in the light of recent events. The Hathras Gang Rape Case has left all of us horrified, disgusted. But first of all, we really need to erase this stupid mentality where we blame the victim for being raped. “Rape is the only crime in which the victim becomes the accused.” Freda… Read moreRead More Why?
It swirls in the whites of my eyes, threatening to shroud me from myself, and drown me in despair. Misery now defines me and my life. Black ink spills from my eyes. In desperation, I write and rewrite my destiny. The black slate remains black. Crimson coloured curtains made of rose petals touch my body.… Read moreRead More Into The Unknown
Deep, deep, deep inside,A place in the heart, unexplored,Lay a beautiful black rose.Touched by love and hate alike,A charming showpiece, quite ignored,Out of reach, but still so close.Some emotions that want to hide,Hide, but they just don’t go,Trapped by a beautiful rose.Lust, desire, passion–takes time,Hatred, anger and scarred ego–To gather it all, in the rose’s… Read moreRead More Black Rose
Hi guys!! I took a long break and couldn’t post at all because of my studies. But now I promise I’ll try to be more regular (fingers crossed!🤞🏻). The following poem centres around dance, something which is really close to my heart. I have made use of some words which may be unfamiliar to non-dancers.… Read moreRead More An Ordinary Girl
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