Silence Has Chosen Her

She hasn't chosen silence, silence has chosen her.

She wanted to be vivacious and naive, 

she wanted to be surrounded with love.

But, it is not always true for all to be supported by their star. 

She hasn't chosen silence, silence chosen her.

Whenever she tried to hug tightly her love,

she felt the indifference from their side.

Failure of her repeated attempts has turned her hopes blur. 

She hasn't chosen silence, silence has chosen her.

Whenever she tried to minimise the distance,

she attacked with insult and vehement ignorance. 

Gradually, she started to believe there is really nobody to care.

She hasn't chosen silence, silence has chosen her.

Whenever, she believed that she will get someone

beside her to support though she witnessed something else.

Thus, the route of her destiny becomes much clearer. 

She hasn't chosen silence, silence has chosen her.

Whenever, she tried to put her jovial self 

in front of others, they reminded her she is a mismatch.

Thus, silence and mystery happily and quite obviously engulfed her nature.  

Before You Say It All

You are just like sunbeam,

who likes to destroy the untidy and unwanted thing.

The one who likes to clear all barriers by himself

rather than complaining about your sadness and making gruesome scream.

You are much happy with what you are.

Never expect anybody to be your crutch

during the time you cry helplessly in that stagnant hour.

But someday you come across with them.

They tried their best to make you more

vivacious and vibrant in accordance with their claim.

In those days they guessed about the presence

of a stinking hollow in your past.

They make you believe that only opening up those yellow pages

before them is the only door to gain your social acceptance. 

Your rusted iron soul now started breathing.

Such vibrant acceptance and support are something 

which you are looking for years.

Now you have started to open those pages, the mystery around you and everything.

Few days later you find them to be the most unknown soul.

After knowing everything about you they are more 

likely to retain a safe distance with such an abnormal life.

So, you repent for trusting them before you say it all. 

Urge For the Ultimate Destination

Everyday in her life was the same. 

There was no one around her to blame.

Actually it was her fate that turns out to be rude.

Otherwise, no one has the gut to tolerate such attitude. 

Everyday in her life was the proof.

There are something in his tenure which was a goof. 

It was a shuttering truth for her that

her life's journey was facing a terrible wrath.

Everyday of her life was a pain.

There is no chance to have some gain.

No one ever cared about the cause of her grudge

though there was many people out there to judge.

Everyday of her life was an exam.

Though there was no chance for any other to see any harm.

She was quite tired of all this drama and toil.

It was beyond her thoughts how can the society be so cruel.

Everyday of her life was an irony.

That makes laugh at her lifelong agony.

No one ever came forward to stand by.

Everybody out there was eager to make her cry.

Everyday of her life was a harsh interview.

Everyday she faced same questions, there were nothing new.

For the ruthless society she was just like a devil's incarnation.

She herself and the society too were much eager 

for her faster journey to the ultimate destination. 

He Could Have Love Her More

He could love her more.

She just knows the extent of yelling 

can left a baby in a bitter trauma.

A baby girl who never knew about love afore.

He could love her more.

She just knows how her presence and value 

was measured by the bucks she earns.

The girl who never heard of love afore.

He could love her more.

She just felt the heart-wrenching discriminations,

she faced with one of her most notorious brother.

She never felt the equality in love before.

He could love her more.

She heard it from her friends of her age

that not everyone from a clan shows the similar rage.

She was perplexed to find the measurable truth that was known to her before.

Now, she doesn't even rely on love or adore.

 In the deep in her mind love is something which she loves to abhor.

But, a corner of her pained heart still says,

he could have love me more. 

Why So Stubborn

Just after few days of her birth she was subjected to hatred.

No, she was not considered to be the princess rather 

just because of her gender she was parted.

Masculinity never came forward that day 

to rescue her from facing that distress further.

In that chilly winter night, on her way back to home,

some inebriated eyes were trying to hone

their lust, hatred,wrath or "immaturity" on her.

No, there was no one to show their masculinity. 

On that time, it was her feminist self only that helped her rather.

From the very first month of her life

when her mother  was her only support.

She used to play alone on the lap of her six year old sibling.

No, there was no sign masculinity that day to add up some vibe.

The day she found her friends are getting pampered for 

their annual achievements in school.

She enjoyed the glee of good percentile alone 

with her feminist self, there was no presence of masculinity to adore. 

When all the teenager girls of her age, 

frightened to see a hungry wolf out of its cage,

there was no masculinity present that day to boost up her courage.

Hot sweat, faster heartbeat and tensed situation which she handled alone

with her feminist self helped to increase her feminist rage. 

Now-a-days people judge her for having stubborn  behavior.

A pixie haircut lady who knows nothing but to abhor,

those masculine clan and every step a man makes.

But, you people will never understand how much it takes,

when an evil thought takes charge then a tender mind wrecks. 

Lament From Lullaby

A lady is enduring that severe pain tonight.

She is hopeful in spite of this grinning pain that 

the next day a tiny, flabby hand will hold her hand tight.

A baby boy, whose welcome in his family will see a grandeur. 

Though she tried to arrange such things for his elder sister

yet both approval and success backfired that endeavor. 

She starts to memorize all the lullabies she know.

The increasing Del (unit)  of pain failed to foil her 

imagination that holds her unborn baby's view.

But, her happiness turns into helplessness on the very next day.

How can the Omnipotence  be such ruthless??

A girlchild  instead of boy will just add up her dismay.

A cold wave of disappointment feels up her heart.

How can she face their furious threat??

According to whom, a girl can never touch the greatness as a boy do. 

She found it very surprising how her 

lullabies of previous day have turned into laments in few minutes. 

Needs and Deeds

The baby is sleeping on the cold asphalt footpath.

Continuous negligence and ignorance has soaked all its mirth.

Neither parents nor any glamorous heart of the world celebrated its birth.

The only thing it's rearing about the society is a heart full of wrath.

This footpath leads to a posh bungalow of millions.

Two newcomers of this house are already well-known to be the precious scion.

Their life is full of love, pamper cuddle and smiles

in short it is as colorful as beautiful crayons.

A girl, who had completely ignored by her family

just being a girl can be taken as a simile.

She faces continuous denial of love and affection from

her loved one because they think she can cope-up with this situation easily.

Her closest friend, on the other side, 

always trusted that everybody of this world is so kind.

For being a "princess" of her family she

always know that everybody throw love at her to bind.

An unemployed youth keeps strolling through city footpath.

No one can imagine the extent of his wrath.

The graffiti on the wall have witnessed alone,

how time hastened the waning of his initial mirth.

But one can not but be perplexed,

how a boy of same age of a well-to-do family

never encounters such ignorance and hatred.

Your needs should always be as per your deeds is a right things which they have said. 

She....

A cold flow of fear runs down through her spine.

Never thought that all of her struggles will go in vein.

All of childhood days had been spent with a wish,

that someday everything will be fine.

In the very first morning of her life, she got threatened. 

In her mom's womb she felt much frightened. 

All they want was to wash out her existence,

for that, every kind of precautions had been tightened. 

In spite of all such conspiracies, she came.

They left only with their bad luck to blame. 

Her mother was a lone soul in this cruel world

who thanked the creator for blessing her with a gem.

Since then, she fought with every stereotype thought.

No one wasted any opportunity to incur a blot

not only on her character but also on her dignity.

Her life was just like the dry and barren soil of drought. 

After many years of hardships in her life.

She had found her love, that added a positive vibe.

But the day that heart hurt her like hell,

her life became porous and fragile like an old and emptied bee hive.

He accused of her being an unsocial soul.

how can he understand that her life was an elegy of dole?

Getting some gentle touch of love was her life's only goal.

That has also get broken with his unkind troll.

Espionage

An invisible spyglass is watching you dear.

No matter whether you are far or near.

A spy is watching your get-up, attitude and dress.

Girls behave right else you you will face the punishments. 

Skewing social dogma is considered as a curse

and the spy has noted that you have done that mess.

Sleepless eyes are guarding my motherland.

Firearms have been held strong in their hand.

The espionage has also trespassed

to turn that sturdy ground into a  quicksand.

A pair of eyes are watching you in the busiest road.

Checking your everyday fashion, changes in your representation.

They are saying it is a step to provide your better safety.

They don't bother if it records your moods or what you have board.

A pair of hidden eyes are watching you in hostel room.

Don't get over confident to see all the glitters of a posh area,

it is watching you in lavatory and in trail-room.   

So that bidding of your body and soul can be eased in global market soon.

No matter how far or where you go.

You can never come to know.

Unwanted espionage is an inevitable thing

and it is unstoppable from its bad habit to follow. 

What are you talking about? 

Ah!!!! about individual secrecy and public rights. 

Those things you have to forgo. 

Otherwise, they will drive you slow.