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Sourabh Singh Rawat Poem
For some people , I am the idleness of desert ,
For others , I am the liveliness of forest .
For some people , I am the loud lion's roar ,
For others , i am the calm seashore .
For some people , I am the loud thunderstorm ,
For others , I am the wind that is gentle and warm .
For some people , I am the sunlight on ripened grain ,
For others , I am the calm and cool rain .
For some people , I am the source of money ,
For others , I am the symbol of peace and harmony .
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Sourabh Singh Rawat Poem
Men are born to be rich ,
Are born to be great ,
Are born to be historic ,
But why is a girl born to be an obstacle ?
They call themselves superior ,
They call themselves great ,
And when it comes to us ,
they see us only with hate.
They denied our education ,
They denied our profession ,
They snatched all our rights ,
and then made there life's bright .
They want to see us broken ,
Bowed heads and lowered eyes ,
Shoulders falling down with tears ,
weakened by our soulful cries .
But they may shoot me with their words ,
They may cut me with their eyes ,
They may kill me with their hatefulness ,
But still , like air , I'll rise.
I'll rise and I'll fight for what I deserve ,
for what is mine ,
for what is ours.
Copyright © Sourabh Singh Rawat | Year Posted 2023
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