Hi All,
I know I write only about technologies, so this time I thought to write something different. Not many people know that I write poetry, or at least try to write some. :)
I was going through my previous notes came across this piece of poetry I wrote 2 years back. Thought to share it with all of you. Please let me know what you think.
PS: Don’t feel pity for me after reading this. :) I am extremely happy being a girl. To be honest, I am proud of it. It's just what I observed in my life or any of the other women’s life at different points in time.
Sometimes I wish I were a boy…
When I was a kid, I saw a lot of people praying for getting sons.
I thought maybe boys are the lucky ones.
Maybe I was lucky enough to get a loving family.
But I tried stepping into other girls’ shoes who were unfortunate.
as their heart was breaking like a toy.
Sometimes I wish I were a boy.
When I was a teen, My brothers used to play out till late at night.
My mother used to teach me not to let anyone touch me.
according to her everyone’s intention was not right.
I used to cry as I was confused to find out the difference,
Why my brother was safe but not me in the same world.
But I Promised myself I'll find out the difference, I will at least try.
Sometimes I wish I were a boy.
Once I thought I'll break the taboo, I'll go off-limits.
I'll roam around late at night, I don’t need any permits.
But when I stepped out, everyone was looking at me with hungry eyes.
Like I have done some crime, and I m going to get a death sentence as a prize.
I knew I was Correct, but there was shame in my eye.
Sometimes I wish I were a boy.
Then I went to college, a new phase of life started.
I was finally happy, it seems all my sorrows departed.
But again my life took the same turn, again something made me upset.
I used to roam with a lot of male friends,
so they thought I m really easy to get.
watching them judging me without any reason made me cry.
Sometimes I wish I were a boy.
I started working and fulfilling my dreams.
It felt like I am flying and living life in extremes.
but then reality hit me, someone broke my wings.
they told me I got all that I have because I can make so many links.
I didn’t work hard, I took advantage and I got all the things.
On that day I cried from inside but my eyes were dry.
Sometimes I wish I were a boy.
