Woman with Broken Wings....

The wish to be free of all hurt and pains
all social ties and those raping stares.
The wish to break all sexist reigns
all biased laws and them rusting snares.

The wish to be given an equal regard
treated with dignity and respect deserved
The wish to have a fearless heart
with simplicity and light that's always loved.

The wish to feel a streaming breeze
on my face and through my hair.
The wish to fly with unbound ease
across the sky and through the air.

O World O World!
Can I really wish all these things?

Why, I am
A Woman with Broken Wings....
O Why am I
A Woman with Broken Wings....

I wrote this a few years back, inspired, after watching a beautiful performance by pianist Elizabeth Sombart and danseuse Mallika Sarabhai. The performance is meant to help raise global consciousness about the crimes committed onto women by other human beings. You can watch the whole performance here-

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zCrPPxRMgEg&index=1&list=PLeEnPW8Z15zifF4p9cAtazuPxelS7OlJz

Cornered

Emptiness of a stubborn ceaseless
Dripping faucet through the night;
Rattling of a tin of leftover candies
Rolling beat down a mossy slope;
Silent sinking of a leadened chest
Spiralling full down a dark abyss;
Noisy chaos of a terminal in limbo
Alive with breaths but dead of life;

Awake shut eyes straining for rest
Incoherent mind yearning for quiet.

Amok

Lay its reality flat,
Smoothen what can be-
Do, listen or say, then
Neatly fold the spent day,
Wrap it up in evening velvet,
Tie it with twilight strings,
And put it in the archives.
Change your eyes from
The look mode to watch.
Switch your mind from
Process to wonder.

Lie down on a rooftop,
Gaze up past the clouds,
With a moonink pencil,
Join the starlights with
Silvercurves and
Mercurylines,
Of meshed beasts
Breaking free, unmeshing-
Running amok,
Running away!

Inspired by a post by Ashwarya Agarwal-

https://elephantash.wordpress.com/2016/07/18/ground-control-to-major-tom-2/