The very moment you hear,
"It's a girl!"
Why is that you get soaked in melancholy?
What is that which makes you repent?
Why is your heart turning cruel?
What pushes your brain into thinking about killing your own child?Is she a malediction or malison?
Is she an imprecation from God?
Is she a curse or cess?What is preventing you from considering her birth as serendipity?
What is that which makes you dislike this invaluable talisman?What makes you slay this precious providence?
What forces you to poison this Dame Fortune?If you had given her a pen,
She would've become a Barrett Browning!She would have turned her words into weapons,
And would've slayed the stinky thoughts in your mind
With her wisdom and the might of her pen..If you had encouraged her leadership skills,
She would've made another Margaret ThatcherAnd would've shown how much powerfulness, a woman can possess
By her quick wit and brilliance in administration!If you had given her the freedom to imagine...
She'd have become a Charlotte Bronte
YOU ARE READING
Inkoglobin Soul [#Wattys 2016]
PoesíaEach page dyed With thoughts smeared with star dust Each verse constructed with, Meticulously chiselled sentences...✍ Drown into this mesmerizing ocean, From which, You won't want to rise whatsoever.☺ To be forma...