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Taniya Churoria Poem
now,
the mother earth heals,
the nature is getting bound by fresh and aesthetic feels!
the air is getting pure,
the polluted water is also getting cured.
the birds are happily flying,
the animals are content and smiling!
maybe the trees are getting fresh,
Because the pollution has become so less;
We indeed made this heavenly earth a mess.
but,
we are now held behind the dungeons we call homes,
we are now asked to wash our hands until they produce foams;
we are demanded to ignore each other,
we are requested to stay as far as possible from one another.
ever thought -
we'd live the way, animals have been?
we'd be captured the way, animals were seen?
we'd freak out when someone would just let out a sneeze?
others would cough and we'd freeze!?
ever wondered -
how those animals felt behind the bars,
how many were hurt and were given painful scars;
their cries have now become our tears,
and we are complaining; overpowered by our fears.
well now this is how we need to live,
Because when nature had plenty to give;
we fought and made it all sick,
we wanted power for which we played nasty tricks;
and now nature has our destiny prepared which pricks.
now our regrets are all vain,
because the earth has suffered real pain;
we are still growing insane,
Because we don't even know when we'd be free of this deadly chain! .
Copyright © Taniya Churoria | Year Posted 2020
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she was a mother,
even stronger than your father.
she was a sister, who went through all the pain;
and never let you go through, even a blister.
yet she is only recognized in the name of her mister.
where's her own identity?
has society ignored it and made it an unsolved mystery?
she was a teacher,
she was there for you when you also were in need of a preacher.
she was always your ally,
who supported you never less than daily.
she lit up herself for you, as a guiding lamp;
for you she went through all the pain, all the cramp.
while she was a dagger to your problems,
you needed to be a shield to her dignity.
she was also someone's wife,
and she also has a life.
she was a daughter,
who radiated nothing less than laughter;
yet, why was she the only one who was without any hesitation sent to be slaughtered?
but,
before all of the above,
she was a beautiful,divine and a gracious dove;
in this cruel world she was in dire need of a little pure love;
she'd definitely be there for you, to support you in your every move;
but only if she was let to breathe free and smooth.
she knew how to protect herself from the beasts and animals as she was fierce and brave;
but none taught her how to deal, when humans turned into animals and became lust's slave!! .
she wanted to fly high,
and as we know the heartless society smirked and sighed!
they held her back in name of security,
they held her back because of their sick mind's mentality.
they bound her to shackles to keep her pure,
so that she could not cause anyone around her to lure.
well,
even that'd be acceptable,
if they could really keep her safe;
even the cage would seem pretty if, on her lingered no dirty gaze.
but, even after draping her in clothes from head to tail,
she was stared at and given comments that ruined her nights, and left her to do nothing but wail.
shame on the society where we live and because of such hungry beasts it fails!
because we live in a society where before humans they find themselves to be males.
Even today,
She's found dead,
in a pool full of blood and dread.
all along the night,
her high pitched screams,
her blood was being flown in streams;
and yet even today giving a harsh and a real punishment to the criminals is only a dream.
Copyright © Taniya Churoria | Year Posted 2020
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a question to all the women!
why do you think you're weak?
why do you let the society believe your timid and meek?
why don't your display your rage?
why do you let yourself be captivated in a cage?
till when will you call for help?
till when will you doubt your own self?
if you keep waiting even now,
there'll be so many of you who'll be gone,
from dusk till the other dawn!
you need to fight with all your might!
you need to battle with those worse than the cattle.
remember a women -
she's as destructive as fire,
as well as ruthless as ice.
she has all the strength within,
she's got all the power, but it stays hidden;
she needs to discover herself before coming down to the battle,
because when men treats her wrong they're way more worse than the cattle.
she needs to roar and not groan in pain;
she needs to fight and not let the other unjustified lives in vain.
the battle needs to be fought,
and only like that can justice be sought!
she needs to arise after she fails,
she needs to create her own bravery tales.
shame on the ones who just stand and watch women being forced to get naked,
remember that without her even your existance is at stake!!
You stand there watching every bit,
but no one wants to come and stop it?
you wanna stand in silence with those candles?
but no one steps in to stop when there's an actual scandal!
now enough of it, go stand there coward, and look from far,
the fight of a woman and know how brave we are.
Copyright © Taniya Churoria | Year Posted 2020
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Yes!! this is what every girl was waiting for,
Each one of us today, are so happy and you are at credits for sure.
After all it needs talent to body shame,
You're actually trying to give those girls a little fame.
isn't it? huh,
Why don't these people understand it's all for pleasure and is a game,
If it would've been you're sister you would've done the same.
Nature has totally given you the right,
And for girls it should be amazing and not any plight.
After all,
Her pictures are going all around;
She's getting checked out and her hidden beauty spots are also getting found.
Why are there people screaming? they shouldn't even make any sound!!!
After all they can never stop demons cursing in hounds.
She infact should feel blessed,
Not the body-shamers but people protesting are actually messed!!
You all are so very proud,
You feel like you all deserve praises in crowd?!
Excuse me,
Y'all consider yourselves to be right,
Y'all feel like you are a bliss to our sight;
so,
I won't say anything,
But just question about one thing.
If it would've been someone you love,
If she would also be as soft and fragile as a dove.
If you would been a dad to a daughter,
Would you still let her be the part of this slaughter?
Would you share her pictures the same way?
Would you allow everyone the same things to say?
Who knows maybe someone you love is at this same spot some day.
Copyright © Taniya Churoria | Year Posted 2020
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