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Shritika Parashar Poem
A lot to say that has never been heard,
Just Listen silently to the inchoate panorama....
That rebilious child,
That spring will shoot out soon
Wanting to wander in the wild......
That old man in that coffin waiting,
For the day of redemption
To see the world suffering that whole life he has hated......
That woman bound in cages,
The confetti waiting for the wind to blow it away
Who has not seen sun since ages......
That soldier fighting for the nation,
Urges to see atleast once his new born child
But deying was imposed on him as his destination......
Still you think you know much?
Listen, just listen to the inchoate panorama my friend.
Copyright © Shritika Parashar | Year Posted 2018
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Shritika Parashar Poem
A dildo was not just a thing,
but a friend of her.
From being mocked at for being a virgin,
To the eagerness for removing this shame.
From making love to her boyfriend to prove her trust,
To the innumerable one night stands.
She was a free spirit.
But first forced by the society,
And then named "WOMAN OF THE STREET".
Copyright © Shritika Parashar | Year Posted 2017
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