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Sakshi Singh Poem
Sometime instead of pink, I like Red
Sometime instead of playing with children,
I want to go on date
Sometime instead of Fishes, I like Swans
Sometime instead of T-shirt,
I want to wear Gowns
Sometime instead of Social problems,
I like to read Love story
Sometime instead of cute girl,
I want to look beautiful lady
Sometime instead of chocolate,
I like to receive Flowers
Sometime instead of meeting him for minutes,
I want to spend Hours
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Sakshi Singh Poem
She is silent & she plays
Mostly she has books before her face
She rarely come to me
& ran away as fast as she could
I know her since her childhood
She is my Lil girl
& I'm an old mirror of her room
One day she came to me
Having beautiful smile
& gleaming eyes
Singing romantic songs & flying
As if she isn't watching mirror
Like she is playing lead role in her favorite fairy tale
I felt her crazy & myself amazed
'cause I realized
My Lil girl who is actually shy
Fall in love with a guy
One day she came to me
With wetty eyes, throat filled
Uninterested in everything
Ist time focusing her face & thinking
As if she isn't watching a mirror
Like she is a cop beating herself, arresting someoneelse
I felt sad & she was depressed
Then I realized
My Lil girl, so lovely
Failed & Fooled in love, badly
One day she came to me
Pushed her eyebrows up
Brought leader's smile on her face
One hand up & delicately waved
As if she isn't watching a mirror
Like she is addressing the whole world through me
I felt proud, she looks great
& finally I realized
My Lil girl unknowingly
Just growing up slowly... &...slowly
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Sakshi Singh Poem
Child:
I'm sad
Actually God is very bad
Sending so much problem in my life
that I decided to commit suicide
Mother :
Problems?
Means you are strong & brave
Congratulations!
Have party & let's celebrate
Okay, let me tell you a secret
What happened in the heaven
God was sitting in his cabin
Suddenly a monster came
Monster : Where are you God-the beautiful soul?
See, I'm the powerful of all
God: How silly you "the Monster"
My children living there are stronger.
Monster : Hey you God!
I'll prove you wrong
Name your children
Who are strong
God told all the name
Monster felt jealous of them
This is how game starts
God showers happiness
Monster throws problems in their path
God is always present
Really hard to see you in pain
But can't fight for you
'cause he believes
The so much strength
He gifted you
The Law is as simple as sums
The more you are stronger
The more you get problems
The more you cry & get stuck
The more party n' dance Monster does
So what will you do?
Will you cry & get stuck in pain?
Or will you fry the problems
& move ahead to win the game?
Whenever you get problems
From the next time
Look at the sky, smile n' shine
Tell the Monster
"oh you loser,
Look at me
Now you'll see
The Brand new best version of me "
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Sakshi Singh Poem
I'm a girl
But i'm the princess of this society
Just after birth i was crowned
The crown of their pride & dignity
Like any Royal princess
I have also many encumbrance
Which are set only by them
"Don't talk much,Don't laugh much
At this time, Don't go outside
Don't wear dresses- short & tight"
They don't know
This crown is too heavy & spiky
How hard to handle on the head
Which is soft & delicate
They don't know
How suffocating it is
to wrap up myself
in full sleeves & long dress
Why Don't they understand
I'm a girl, just a girl
Don't wanna be such Royal princess
Let me move my head
Up-Down, Right & Left
Without any load of Crown
Let me see this whole world
With my naked eyes
Without any pall of Veils
Let me breath & feel
Pure air & the cool breeze
Without any envelope of burkha & nakab
Let me live my life, On my rules & Laws
Let me live my life, On my rules & Laws
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Sakshi Singh Poem
We do chatting
understanding! Inspiring! & Supportive! he is
I ask him questions- many
related to the book we both study
he answers me - very patiently
i share with him, almost my all problems
He listens carefully
and suggests me
all possible solutions - cleverly
I tease him for his pictures,
Fav things & celebrity
then his reactions- haha! That's so funny
But we have a "shit society"
who thinks wrong & dirty
as "there must be something between them"
Huh! Huh! Huh!
I don't wanna give any explainations
that "Naah! Naah! Naah!
There's nothing such between us"
I call him "My Best Bhai"
He calls me "My Sweet Sis"
Yes! Yeah! Yup!
We are in relationship
The Best one, in the whole world
We are Brother-Sister
No blood relation, Miles of separation
Different choices, Similar Heart
Which would never ever Break-up
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Sakshi Singh Poem
I found poison sweeter
Than to be called Drinker's Mother
It was second time You came home
Caprenetoid and open buttons
When you came home like this at first time
I haven't slept that night
I was thinking and thinking
Where my nurture not went right?
I think you have forgotten
those painful and hurtful night
Yeah, you have forgotten
Your mother's all pain and tear
because of your father's bear
I have heard those torturous words
"look, Drinker's wife walking
there on the road "
I fathomed myself -
"If I am Drinker's wife
It's not my bloomer "
But, if I am Drinker's Mother
Ovio I am the offender
Now, I have no more power
to tolerate dual agony's shower
I am committing suicide
without espying your wife
Don't repeat my hellish life
with that girl
It's my last wish
Say NO, NO To Alcohol
27 December, 2017
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Sakshi Singh Poem
I found my passion where
I started shining there
Got admirations from everywhere
& I stopped for a moment
In a deep well I plummet
Then I learned a precious lesson
Poeple, praises & admirations
Are the shinotactic flyers
(movement in the direction of shining person)
In less than second's quarter
Fly & changes their direction
In the self-encouraging rain
I started climbing again
Towards the light of my aim
With a sworn statement
"That I'll definitely shine
Brighter than yesterday
But without being flyer affectionate
I will keep my heart
Simple & pure
From fake flyers
Flying back & before
I will climb & climb
I will climb & climb
I may fall or drop
But I will NOT stop
Until & unless
My Passion's light get off"
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Sakshi Singh Poem
What To Do? What Not?
What to do? What not?
I love you, can not
I hate you, it's not
What to do? What not?
What to do? What not?
I accept you, can not
I reject you, it's not
What to do? What not?
What to do? What not?
On one hand, it's my parents
And the whole world
Believe me a good girl.
On the other it's you,
Who want me with you.
I break their beliefs, can not
I don't want our bond, it's not
What to do? What not?
What to do? What not?
I"ll live with you, can not
I wanna leave you with other, it's not
What to do? What not?
What to do? What not?
I"ll pray well wishes
For you and your next
From God,
But...
But I"ll miss you a lot
But I"ll miss you a lot.
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Sakshi Singh Poem
when she came to us
She spoke very less
Unlike other maid
She was silent
Brows-up seems -
Filled with self respect
My mom tried many ways
To hear her
Atleast once a day
"In her past lives
She might be a princess" -
My mom guesstimate.
Slowly & Slowly as time flies
We heard her voice
Descried her lovely smiles.
She told my mom -
"her spouse left her alone
With one daughter & one son"
I know, it sounds painful
But believe me, very common in slums.
But...
She is an angel
An Angel for my home
An Angel for my mother
An Angel without wings
An Angel without feathers.
She was absent
From last three days
We were tensed
What might be happened?
Finally we came to know -
Heart-rending episode-
At one Black Night
She drank forcefully
By someone, unknown
She was found in the next noon
At the corner of road, laid down
Unconscious and undressed
Undoubtedly she was raped
But who cares?
Her family & neighbours are silent
As nothing happened
'cause it's not new there
Victim may change
But that Black Night
Repeats at very short interval
I know, it sounds painful
But believe me, very common in slum.
Today she came again
Started working in my home
Her smiles & voice vanished
In a box - closed & locked.
Brows-down & silent again
Seems - lost somewhere
In the forest of unshared pain.
Yet she came to help my mother
Now, I am damn sure
She has been sent from heaven
An Angel for my mumm
An Angel from the slum
From Heaven to live in the Hell
She is an Angel
An ANGEL from the HELL
13 March 2018
Poetry contest -Quick Fire Rapid Rhyme
Sponsored by -Brenda Chiri
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Sakshi Singh Poem
From some week
Nauseous I feel
Last month my period also ceased
I'd gone to Doctor
"You are preggy"
She congratulated me.
A sweet smile ran through my lips
Oh! I was tickled pink
But wait..
Is it any pleasantary?
I'm preggy? So funny it is.
I'm just seventeen
Having no boyfriend
Or any such relationship
Again, she checked
But this time, she was amazed
She ascertained my virginity
Also assured my pregnancy
Spiralled up from blank theory
She culminated "Miracle in my uterine cavity "
I went to the library
turned the pages of biology
Found the term Parthenogenesis
A process in which
Female egg converted into offspring
Without fertilizing it
But this was never seen in human
Maybe I'm the first one -I fathomed
It means I lost virginity in my brain
Which induces the secretion of hormone
& thus all other events made
But with whom? When? & Where?
Suddenly I saw my dreammachine
& everything got clear
That I purchased from the science fair
In which I uploaded, pics of shri Krishn
With whom I spent, my all nights in the Dream
Biologists regarded this
As Super parthenogenesis
After some months or more
I gave birth to a demigod
& my virtual husband is my lord
15March 2018
Poetry contest "Science Fiction"
Sponsored by "Deborah Guenther Beachboard"
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