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Apart from my poems, I would like to share some random thoughts with you all. I call it the 'I've been thinking...' series and this is the first. 

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Shattered into the strong

you break my forts,
one at a time
And all at once.
I crumble and down
Into dust
And once again I try to knead the 
Shattered into the strong

Imagine

Imagine a feather falling off your favourite bird as it soars up. 
Imagine that as the feather tumbles down it scribbles words in the air. Imagine that a breeze carries those words to you. 
While you sleep. 
In your cradle. 
And those words are your life story. 

Stealthy bitches

Words, you stealthy bitches!

You annoy me when I drive,

whisper when I dream

Flash while I search for a pen

and interrupt my thoughts.

Finally when I sit down to give attention,

I notice your absence. 

Baby Afreen RIP

Just some of the questions that bothered me with Bbay Afreen's death

To anybody who could answer

If baby afreen had survived,

Without lasting injuries- 

Would the mother / family been forgiving? (I think yes. We are strangely forgiving , i dare say accepting of some faults. I reason this has come to light is because the baby needed medical help. If the dad had been 'clever' enough to just be mild with his 'treatment' of his daughter, i dont think this would have ever come out)

Do you think she would have had a happy childhood? (Rhectorical)

Wont she be ridiculed by her own family for sending her dad to prison? (Yes, at one point of time, by her own family she would have)

Won't she have a tramautised adulthood? When she learns of what happened in her childhood? (Duh)

With injuries- 

Would she have been able to forgive her dad? (.........)

What sort of a adult life would that be? (She would have been used to been abused that it would have ben just another day)

To the govt - 

Would the father have had milder punishment if afreen was still alive?

Congrats on stopping female foeticide. Or atleast coming close to it. 

But you can't stop female infanticide can you? Yes, you say? Through the harshest of punishment that can instill fear in others? Yes. I agree. You can stop infanticide.

But fear is not love is it?

Can you instill love?

But can you, now I talk to the society, Can you

Make fathers love their daughters?

Can you make mothers bolder to complain?

Can you guarentee the mother has a livelihood after the possible arrest of her husband?

Can you ensure the daughter-in- law is not mistreated, called names? 

To the dad - 

Are you happy? (I'm sure you are not. You didn't want this to be  a scene now, did you?)

Did you have a happy childhood? (Don't think you can get away with saying yes)

What made you think a girl was unnecessary in this world? (You needed one yourself as a wife and a mother)

Did you know that a sperm decides the sex of the baby? If it was anybody's fault your child is a girl, then its yours.  Not your wife's fault and your child's.  Nw that you know, can you chop your private parts so you create no more of the same?

To the public?

Why do we get angry,

foul-mouth

and then forget?

Now that she has left the world, is she one of the news of yesterday?

Am I wrong in thinking she is better off dead than here?

Stay whereever you are baby afreen and watch us. Come back when we deserve gentle spirits like you.  

Hush!

Do not read this out loud.
I am trying to create this moment, see.

There is so much noise in this world.
Everybody talks and nobody listens.
We are the loudest planet in the world. :-P
Okay, we are the loudest planet - period.
Everywhere
words
are being pronounced
E .ve . ry  sec .ond.
Everybody seems to be talk at the same time. Just close your eyes, zoom yourself out till your are near the clouds. I'm sure you'll hear noise.
Now zoom out even further, the earth shrinks, the noise is till there.
Zoom out farther away and you might hear the tinks and clicks of the satellite that's about to hit you.
Don't scream.
Just kick the air(?!) like you do on a swing and you might just float away .


Anyway, this moment I'm trying to create -
is a moment of silence.
Just one moment when everybody is quiet
at the same time.
Everybody keeps their ears open and mouth shut.
No TV or radio. No music.
No honking or driving.
Everybody just be quiet and still.
And maybe you'll catch
the voice of your thoughts.

Volvo S 60

...........!!!
So? I ask.
He says something
about engines and safety.
wheelbase and sensus.
To me,
it seems senseless.
whats the price?, I ask.
He says.
Repeats about the safety.
Then I think of the chocolate
coloures Porsche. Yum she and I agreed.
And the black Audi with the sexy headlights.
He just changes gear and follows
the car to its left.  

Cavities

The sugary roof crumbles at first bite
Its shards peircing the soft chocolate pebble
the mud finds crevices to recede into
concreting the valleys of teeth
and not untill all are finished are they gently prodded out
The evidence of a greedy and selfish childhood
an empty gems packet and one stained tongue.

And he left anyway

The day he left
I wrote a poem.
of sorts.
I thought I'll dedicate it to him.
But I noticed I was blocked from his friend list.
And that is when I knew he really left.

Life?

In traffic
you swerve,
cut,
honk,
yell,
swear,
just go around,
or wish you could go faster.
Then you finally win that race
and discover that you are the last of the one before.
Now,
did I say traffic?
Corrected.
I meant to say life.

Tears of a not-so whimsical lover

Did you listen?
That night?
When I told you,
I'm not perfect.
That insecurities
hide behind my confidence?
That there are sobs
waiting to be consoled?
That there is love behind my anger?
That I have reasons for my love?
That I'm scared
to give you my heart?
Coz you might just be careless
or worse, care not
when it shatters to pieces.
Like now?