Leave the shores
and the lands
leave the feelings
and the burdens
leave the childhood dreams
and the traumas
leave the pangs of regret
and piles of guilt
leave your mindset
and the shackles
Leave the shores
and the lands
leave the feelings
and the burdens
leave the childhood dreams
and the traumas
leave the pangs of regret
and piles of guilt
leave your mindset
and the shackles
Tied around
is the sash of weird
threatening to become
the veil of weird
why women
you are just weird
After all the noise
it’s just empty
and annoying
hanging on to the
thread of meaningless
After the night of darkness
the tunnel of light
Slip away
In the constant clamour
and the din,
the voices of reason are stifled.
The helpless voices on the periphery
can’t even reach
the windows of their homes.