![]() sisyphean labourA Poem by a misfit soul![]() its about the life of a girl who continues all her life to fight for her rights against the male sex.![]() Sisyphean Labour Can i walk?or take your permission? can i breathe? will you allow? can i speak? if i disagree can i proceed? is it right? If i need to ask it all, let my mind shatter and fall. See-stars on a cloudy night, thats black and not white!!, "I am the chauffeur of your life, need no argument nor a strife". Healthy rebellion titles you wicked, scorns become your bread, disgust-your tea, pity is where you are left to be. Ultimatum for you to bow, accept what conscience doesnt allow, for honour sake and their pompous show, who might dislike you never know. Superiority born with XY mating, no plead,persuasion you keep on stating, can cut it down even a bit, you'l fatigue,loose and finally sit. Match his pace if you can, if you can-you shouldn't, his birth is his allowance, its buried in society with permanence. You are a victim and you'l always be, try as hard but you cannot flee, writng,speaking serves no purpose, lightens your heart,prepares you for another circus. Habit of gulping this venom comes your way, care,compromise is what you may say. Road ahead is full of pebbles, walk forth pushing inside your rebels, for you may doubt the creation, but you cannot doubt the creator,
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Added on March 9, 2014 Last Updated on March 9, 2014 Author![]() a misfit souldelhi, delhi, IndiaAboutI am an introvert person,this is where the roots of my poetry lie.Whatever i feel i can share it with my pen and paper without any apprehensions.I like to see the world beneath its surface so as to lo.. more..Writing
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