Evening crisis
Jiya Gupta 2006 (Mughalsarai)
eve teasing with a setting sun
they grin,hey girl! wanna have some fun?
she thinks,where should i run?
where should i stay?
where could i just not be the prey
Different city, different town
is my daughter all safe and sound
mother with sleepless night
she weeps in her plight
as she knows the verity of night even when it's moonlight
Be gentle,be devoted and have a bit of firmness
Why are we fitted in the frames of perfectness?
Tore her wings and said you weren't meant to fly
So what I am supposed to be?
Your slave, ooh! Why?
cover up your body
show no skin
what they expect me to burry myself in concrete ?
you so cheap,you talk to boys
when did talking became a crime ?
banners , posters and candle march
why to talk about justice,it's like without a pointed arch
did your criminals went to jail?
yaah!they went ,but were free most of the time because of bail
all i am left with is rumbling pain
no cry no tears
no heart no fears
How can i accept the patriarchy wearers?
Some kill body, some. Kill the entire soul
Why do these boys loose control?
Face the world they exclaim!
How do i do this?
If everyone has me to blame
Be thankful we ask for equality and not for revenge
Or else there would have been many bodies lying in trench
About this poem
It's about girls emotions about eve teasing and how society is too backslash in taking voices for the victims and except them to just cover themselves up rather teach mens to have some control over them
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Written on July 14, 2023
Submitted by guptajiamit63374 on July 14, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 1,254 |
Words | 262 |
Stanzas | 7 |
Stanza Lengths | 5, 5, 5, 5, 5, 5, 5 |
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