Elephant trunk palms column, canopy claps hands
Undergrowth glad heart shape leaves spiral
Navigator vines map branches, brace boa banyan
Utile duenna diary with my duties conspiring
Chaperone rope binds silent beside my grand plan
Helpmaster holsters my faltering stride, hips squared
Essential weapon for war against mediocrity
Netted fruit bag binds ideas, ripe inspiration shared
Collaboration binges exchanges evocatively
Oversees growth, buffers fumbles, humiliation spared
Unbias advisor straddles drama, miniscule mosquitos
Raised beyond current, stilts lift clear of silt
Above ravaging river, twig leg log cabin cosy kudos
Guileless sunrise server castrates lumpy guilt
Enmeshed mirror wishes bud symmetrical smiling rose
Mentor each moment monitor prods my furtive dreams
Enlivens rainblur haze, unravels twisted maze
Narrows channel between now and zany zone supreme
Twines possible to present, pours zesty praise
Strengthened, gender invalid, my meridian self esteem
9th June
Carbonised Agenda
A Eunuch(kinner)On Train
A beautiful lady in saree,
sat beside, in a hurry.
In a local train,
to reach ‘Howrah’ in rain .
Dressed in vibrant,
female in appearance.
Suddenly,
she clapped her fingers apart,
on her seat,
When asked to push a bit.
She misunderstood,
A manly voice emerged.
“Why should I stand” she budged.
Unstoppable she burst.
“Why are we only cursed?”
“We are the third gender in position.
Male, female and kinner from generation.
For a moment, i sat there numb.
Without uttering , like a dumb.
I could read her insecure mind a lot.
“Aren’t they humans?” I thought.
“Where are they at fault ?”
By default a twist in their life arrives.
Dismissed they are to be a wife,
nor husband by chance.
“How do their living enhance?”
No gradation, opportunities,nor education.
They earn their living in hesitation.
Discarded at every place.
Let’s stop this gender race in grace.
An husband who wanted to stray
Complained to his wife everyday
But she understood
For the common good
There was just one word and its, "Spay!"
Yes, I am a Eunuch,
‘Coz that’s how God wanted me to be;
But I too have hands, legs and body,
Two ears and two eyes to see.
Yes, I am a Eunuch,
And a laughing stock for people out there;
Who feel I’m born as a sin of my past,
As someone to be ridiculed and stared.
Yes, I am a Eunuch,
I too need two hands to clap,
Does that make me abnormal?
Or a unique piece to click a snap.
Yes, I am a Eunuch,
Neither by wish nor by choice;
But that doesn’t steal me of my right,
To fight back or raise my voice.
Yes, I am a Eunuch,
And I’m forced to dress like a girl;
Only to save my pride and vanity,
From the stinging words you hurl.
Yes, I’m a Eunuch,
But I have the courage to rise after I fall;
I have the strength to beat my misfortunes,
I TOO AM A HUMAN AFTER ALL!!!
RuthlessRack Panzer’ttack
GonadBurst BratwurstCursed
GameteShear RivalCheer
PainfulShout DourKraut
NeuterCord ShooterBored
CoinClockDrought GroinDocOut
BarrenLoin CharonCoin
SeedBlock BreedLock
LoinClothSloth InertBroth
VasDeferens ChasteReference
TesteRest BlessedWithBreast
ForestBlack SchnappyLack
KaiserKermit PoutyHermit
FatherLand GenericBrand
LostYourGland McNallyRand
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