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Beggar’s Eye

  Day in and day out doesn’t make a difference, I sit all day on the pathway, Different people different nature, Few with sparkling jewelry but not a penny to spare, Few care to share from a broken wallet, I blame none for this is my job.   My one and a half legs, Stinking, torn and dirty clothes, Dark skin unwashed for many years, Inability to work and longing for one square meal, Put together makes me a beggar.   No, I was not born to beg, Nor was I the raja of Travancore, Born with God’s gift deformity, I ask goddess that I see every day, as I beg outside, Why my mother threw me off, And why I grew up digging the garbage box, Envying people with two legs and parents, What harm did I do, For fate to be so harsh on me?   I see men and women passing by me, It is not my fancy to beg, For some say I am young and could work to earn, If I had why I would pose in shame, I cry out in hunger for a coin or t

Mail to the Mighty God

I am an ordinary woman, Like every single one here, Never do anything forbidden, Mother of two, with a tear, Was slender and cool like a cucumber, Now more like a melon swollen an acre, Glow and beauty devoured by my own flesh, I wish like the computer there was a refresh, To bring back the lost blush and finery, And the everlasting glorious smile as a jewelry, I am an ordinary woman…   I am an ordinary woman, Like every single one here, Never do anything forbidden, Mother of two, with a tear, Like Cinderella singing merrily, Tweeting with the birds queerly, Love brought more blush to my cheeks, Like an innocent maiden happiness on the peeks, Marriage and children a blessing indeed, But, God why did you sow a weed, I am an ordinary woman…   I am an ordinary woman, Querying you lord, oh mighty, Why do you strip us of our beauty? Like a carrot and stick, You give motherhood with a prick? I am no ac

Between you and me

I see you every day, Busy with your work, Doing your chores searching a prey, Though you choose to merk, An insignificant creature, Always, a woman’s night mare You wander around, Some time under the mixi, Or run about on the ground, Totally driving me crazy Engulfed in business, I dare not leave you unattended, For you tend to use your wiseness, And try to taste my dishes already tested Coward’s last brave decision, When life shuts down its doors, A battle of life’s game to end in precision, Wrath of fate at its core, Humans tend to fall a prey, And hug the evil hands of ugly death, You always stay at bay, Never to jump on a wall with gay For fate is the same, Between you and me, You stand on the wall and say tap, tap, tap... And I stand on ground to dance to fate tap, tap, tap...