Submissions by duseja_shweta
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Pouring my heart and mind on the paper is what I do. The act of writing, in turn, liberates the confined self.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Mar 2012 2:47pm
21st Mar 2012 2:47pm
Sisterhood
We sit. We chat. We laugh.
We cry. We hug. We love.
The trust of the bond,
The lightness of the moments,
The intensity of discussions,
Is all we have.
To Sit, Understand and Grow,
To bitch about the evil Other,
To think, discuss and evolve,
Is all we will do.
We cry. We hug. We love.
The trust of the bond,
The lightness of the moments,
The intensity of discussions,
Is all we have.
To Sit, Understand and Grow,
To bitch about the evil Other,
To think, discuss and evolve,
Is all we will do.
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LOVE POEM
Published
16th Mar 2012 4:12pm
16th Mar 2012 4:12pm
Unnamed
We don’t see each other today.
We don’t talk about each other anymore.
We run away from the mention itself.
But, there was a time when we laughed
And smiled together for hours.
There was a time, when we could not stay
Away for a minute from the other.
It was love perhaps. Love it was.
No more we see each other, no more.
But somewhere deep down there,
I still believed u cherished old memories.
In those moments, smiles or tears ,
You would not perish.
But do you? No, you don’t.
Why do I still think about...
We don’t talk about each other anymore.
We run away from the mention itself.
But, there was a time when we laughed
And smiled together for hours.
There was a time, when we could not stay
Away for a minute from the other.
It was love perhaps. Love it was.
No more we see each other, no more.
But somewhere deep down there,
I still believed u cherished old memories.
In those moments, smiles or tears ,
You would not perish.
But do you? No, you don’t.
Why do I still think about...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Mar 2012 9:28pm
8th Mar 2012 9:28pm
WE
We bear the pain and that is when it (society) is born.
We play the mother, the sister and the daughter
To make it smile all the time. And it gives us pain
By binding us and confining us. We sacrifice.
So that, it lives healthy and strong.
But all the sacrifices since go in vain.
Let us join hands and rise out of pain.
Let us not forgive them in any deed.
Let us play the judge rather than the lover.
Let it realise, we can create a hell for them.
We play the mother, the sister and the daughter
To make it smile all the time. And it gives us pain
By binding us and confining us. We sacrifice.
So that, it lives healthy and strong.
But all the sacrifices since go in vain.
Let us join hands and rise out of pain.
Let us not forgive them in any deed.
Let us play the judge rather than the lover.
Let it realise, we can create a hell for them.
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LOVE POEM
Published
8th Mar 2012 7:38pm
8th Mar 2012 7:38pm
Burning Desire
There is a deep desire
In my heart.
Desire to run,
Run after you.
To catch hold
Of you.
A living hope
Every moment
Provoking me
Not to give up
And Run.
Run Faster.
A burning desire
To play with your
Huge fingers.
To cut them
Off the wrist
And slice them.
The delicious Blood
Covering the pieces
Makes me wild
And invokes
A deeper desire
To Hold the knife
Much tighter.
And snatch your lips
From the mouth
To make them
All mine.
Your...
In my heart.
Desire to run,
Run after you.
To catch hold
Of you.
A living hope
Every moment
Provoking me
Not to give up
And Run.
Run Faster.
A burning desire
To play with your
Huge fingers.
To cut them
Off the wrist
And slice them.
The delicious Blood
Covering the pieces
Makes me wild
And invokes
A deeper desire
To Hold the knife
Much tighter.
And snatch your lips
From the mouth
To make them
All mine.
Your...
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5 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
7th Mar 2012 7:19pm
7th Mar 2012 7:19pm
Woman Power
Let us Unite against the conventions that bind us,
Let us Blind the rules that confine us,
Let Society see We won't listen to it,
Let it realise we are Superhuman.
Let us Blind the rules that confine us,
Let Society see We won't listen to it,
Let it realise we are Superhuman.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
7th Mar 2012 10:52am
7th Mar 2012 10:52am
Nothing
Let me write a poem today,
But what do I write about,
Gender issues that haunt me
Day and night? Prince Charming
Who I dream of with open eyes?
Do I write about Shakespeare’s misogyny?
Or describe Zami’s anguish and the craving for love?
I want to write day in day out.
But what do I write?
They tell me to pen my thoughts.
Either there are too many of them,
Or I am point blank.
Should I speak of My love for women?
Or write about the calculating men?
Let me write again tonight.
I won’t choose a...
But what do I write about,
Gender issues that haunt me
Day and night? Prince Charming
Who I dream of with open eyes?
Do I write about Shakespeare’s misogyny?
Or describe Zami’s anguish and the craving for love?
I want to write day in day out.
But what do I write?
They tell me to pen my thoughts.
Either there are too many of them,
Or I am point blank.
Should I speak of My love for women?
Or write about the calculating men?
Let me write again tonight.
I won’t choose a...
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3 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Mar 2012 10:39am
7th Mar 2012 10:39am
Believe in Yourself
The power to believe,
To believe in yourself,
To believe in your ability,
to motivate the ability by faith,
By faith in your thoughts,
The faith to succeed,
To succeed beyond expectations,
Expectations of your faith,
Expectations of your perceivers,
Would make you climb the rock,
The rock which is strong,
Strong will be your will
By the power of positive thinking.
Believe in yourself and keep believing,
until you succeed at last.
At last there will be sunshine
And you won't remember the past.
The past which was dreadful...
To believe in yourself,
To believe in your ability,
to motivate the ability by faith,
By faith in your thoughts,
The faith to succeed,
To succeed beyond expectations,
Expectations of your faith,
Expectations of your perceivers,
Would make you climb the rock,
The rock which is strong,
Strong will be your will
By the power of positive thinking.
Believe in yourself and keep believing,
until you succeed at last.
At last there will be sunshine
And you won't remember the past.
The past which was dreadful...
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3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
3rd Mar 2012 5:30pm
3rd Mar 2012 5:30pm
I AM NOT A VIRGIN. KILL ME.
I was raped. He raped me. I am pious. Who would believe me?
I haven’t lost my honour.
I still have my self esteem.
I still want love. Where am I wrong?
No more the sun shines upon me?
No more the rain wets me?
Why do I need to prove things to them?
Why do I need to give answers?
Why is he not questioned?
Who was at fault?
Am I not human?
Then why does the world not question him but me?
Do I not deserve all the love and respect I crave for?
Was I at fault?
Whose fault was it?
I am not a virgin. I want love.
I am not a...
I haven’t lost my honour.
I still have my self esteem.
I still want love. Where am I wrong?
No more the sun shines upon me?
No more the rain wets me?
Why do I need to prove things to them?
Why do I need to give answers?
Why is he not questioned?
Who was at fault?
Am I not human?
Then why does the world not question him but me?
Do I not deserve all the love and respect I crave for?
Was I at fault?
Whose fault was it?
I am not a virgin. I want love.
I am not a...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
3rd Mar 2012 4:51pm
3rd Mar 2012 4:51pm
MAA
Suffering to the utmost level,
My mother crying in pain
Night and day. Her body
Hasn’t slept for days.
And the mind struggles
To have a fresh face.
She can’t breath, can’t sleep.
But, cooks delicacies indeed.
We see the pain and still
Pretend she is fine.
Rajma is preferred over Ma.
Indifference, if we don’t get it.
She craves for love and care.
But gets only ugly looks for
She is in pain all the time.
Her disease has created a distance
Unbridgeable perhaps. So, not
concern, but only gets torment.
We...
My mother crying in pain
Night and day. Her body
Hasn’t slept for days.
And the mind struggles
To have a fresh face.
She can’t breath, can’t sleep.
But, cooks delicacies indeed.
We see the pain and still
Pretend she is fine.
Rajma is preferred over Ma.
Indifference, if we don’t get it.
She craves for love and care.
But gets only ugly looks for
She is in pain all the time.
Her disease has created a distance
Unbridgeable perhaps. So, not
concern, but only gets torment.
We...
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SELF POEM
Published
3rd Mar 2012 4:56am
3rd Mar 2012 4:56am
Road to Selfhood
Let me SPEAK and SEE
Let me SAY what I want to say
Let the voice be the product of my intellect
Let me not be submerged by the pre-recorded virtues
Take away your education, I don’t need it
I will DECIDE what elements will form the part of my education
No I am not satisfied by the way you treat me
No I will not succumb to your institutions
I will fight for freedom
I will claim LIFE over DEATH-like state
Take away your DREAMS, I don’t need them
I will DECIDE what images will make up my DREAM
I will succeed and you won’t be...
Let me SAY what I want to say
Let the voice be the product of my intellect
Let me not be submerged by the pre-recorded virtues
Take away your education, I don’t need it
I will DECIDE what elements will form the part of my education
No I am not satisfied by the way you treat me
No I will not succumb to your institutions
I will fight for freedom
I will claim LIFE over DEATH-like state
Take away your DREAMS, I don’t need them
I will DECIDE what images will make up my DREAM
I will succeed and you won’t be...
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4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Mar 2012 6:45pm
2nd Mar 2012 6:45pm
Her Victory: An After-effect of His Lust
Lust was the driving force,
Love, I am sure, took a back seat.
Lust steered the desires in him,
Losing self-control, seduced her into it.
She resisted, wanted to say no.
She loved him, wanted him to be by her side.
Still she refused, he went away.
She cried in grief, he didn't bother.
She struggled with the past memories,
He knew the extent of her love.
He tortured her, tormented her.
But at last came back.
Happy was she, her love won him finally.
They stayed together and built a paradise,
Until one day, he craved for it...
Love, I am sure, took a back seat.
Lust steered the desires in him,
Losing self-control, seduced her into it.
She resisted, wanted to say no.
She loved him, wanted him to be by her side.
Still she refused, he went away.
She cried in grief, he didn't bother.
She struggled with the past memories,
He knew the extent of her love.
He tortured her, tormented her.
But at last came back.
Happy was she, her love won him finally.
They stayed together and built a paradise,
Until one day, he craved for it...
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