See You In Court

I’m suing you today

So see you in Court

I’m suing the offenders

Who think harassment is fine

I’m suing the perpetrators

Of this horrendous crime 
I’m suing you for the nightmares

I’m suing you for the fear

I’m suing you for never looking at humanity the same

See you in court.


I’m suing the parents

Who never let their children know

“No means No”

Don’t let anyone touch you if you don’t want

Speak up when in fear

Speak up i promise you I’ll hear 

Tell me dear, I promise I’ll listen

For this, I’m suing you

See you in court 

I’m suing Society 

For stigmatizing victims

For not being supportive

For letting these offenders loose

For failing your people

For making it hard for me to speak up

For this, and many more

See you in Court

I’m suing the Education system

You taught 1+1, ABC, 123

But never thought of teaching Humanity 

Kindness, Compassion, Morals and again Humanity

I’ll see you in Court

I’m suing you too

You who knew what was going on 

And ignored the cries

Ignored the tears

Ignored the cries

You hiding behind that cloak

I saw you, I’m suing you now

See you in Court.
I’m suing you too Dear Law

If murder’s law never expires 

Why should Sexual Harassment Laws Expire? 

I’m suing you for letting them scot free

I’m suing you for letting me live in fear 

I’m suing you for it all

After suing them all,

Dear Courts, See you there.

“It’s too late”

“You should have spoken earlier”

“Why did you stay silent”

“We can’t do anything”

Sorry, I was scared for my life

I’m sorry I lived in fear

The statute’s expired while I drowned in nightmares

Since I can’t sue you here

I leave with my scars and cries

See you in the Court Above.

TIME

I speak of it

As if I know it,

As if I’ve mastered it,

Yet, I know nothing

I wonder of it

A mystery, shrouded in mystery

How much of it is left anyway?

How long has it been in existence

How long does it have left

What about the earth? I ask

I miss it sometimes,

It goes too fast

At times, too slow

Time, Use it wisely

I was always told

Use it before it runs out

Use it well

Use it before you can’t anymore

Time, Dearest Time,

Would you slow down if I asked,

Speed up when I desire

Slave to The One alone,

Time, a shield and a witness

Or an argument against man

It’s only now that I’ve got

This moment, and this alone

I leave you with this,

Use your time well

Use it wisely

Use your youth before you age

Use your health before you sicken

Use your wealth before poverty

Use your free time before you are tied up

And lastly,

Use your life before death.

 

 

 

 

Rise

I stood on the sidelines for too long

Stood watching the pain

I was a target

A helpless pawn 

In a game that knows no rules


I was used

In a place that knew no light

In darkness, surrounded by night

Tossed aside

In a place that knows no happiness
I was lost

In an abyss of misery

Too gone to know the way

Too scared to walk ahead

In a place that knows no love


But now I rise

I rise a warrior, a fighter

I rise to be a player 

In the same ruthless game

I rise to be happy

In a gloomy palace

I rise to be the lantern

In this murky place

I rise to fight

I rise to win

Watch me

As I rise.

Of Friends And Family

Friendship bracelets

I still have mine

We made it back in 3rd grade

It’s old and worn

But always warms my heart

Our own secret code

Tougher than the Rivest’s

Hidden gestures 

Covert looks

I still remember them all
Complicated handshakes

Made up games

Uno cards, deck by deck

And Monopoly debts

I think you still owe me a rematch

Guava trees 

Red cherry bombs

Firecrackers and bike rides

Pranks on the next door hostel

And water balloons still hidden
Memories I hold dear

We may be apart today

But we’ll always be in the past together

Playing football while the sun sets

Or manning the wicket, while one swings by.

Tales of Beauty

I awaited you for so long

My own

Custom made beauty

Baked to perfection

I dream of you

Everytime I close my eyes

Beauty, tantalizing beauty

I could feel everything 

Almost taste you in my dreams

All in all

I knew we were meant to be

I heard the bell go

Ding Dong Ding Dong

I saw him bring you in

Holding you delicately

I paid a price for you

And to ravish you I will

Pizza, My beautiful Pizza

I always knew 

We were meant to be. 

Painfully Human Part 2

So someone asked me to clarify on  PAINFULLY HUMAN.

This is my own personal opinion in life, I do believe humans in some kind of twisted way crave pain to make us feel more alive, to let loose from the numbness that plagues us, to feel.

I am entitled to my opinion as you are to yours, I do not wish to impose mine over yours, this is simply my little haven where I speak (or type) what I feel.

So to clarify on this, I think pain, in some way, reminds us we are human, we soar to great heights, sometimes think of ourselves greater than who we are, and only when we experience pain is when we remember we are human, painfully human.

Pain reminds us of our identities as humble beings, reminds us that we are not indestructible we are not infinite, we are flawed in the greatest way possible.

In another way, we crave pain, I said this, it may be a little masochistic of us, we kind of do crave pain. We aren’t damaged or scarred, we simply are humans.

We aren’t damaged or scarred, we simply are humans.

Pain, is a reminder that we feel, it’s a reminder that we are alive, it’s a reminder that we need to be humble.

I don’t necessarily think that anyone or everyone would agree with me, but as I said, this is my opinion.

Pain, comes in so many different forms, we inflict it upon ourselves, it’s inflicted by those close to us, by strangers, emotional, physiological, psychological, it exists everywhere, sometimes we inflict it unknowingly with words or actions that can never be taken back, a reason we should always think before we speak or act.

It’s a shame that with all knowledge we are amassing we still don’t fully recognize mental health, in my opinion, should be among the most important health routines.

Dentists, ENTs, General Doctors, Cardiologists, Gyno/Obstetrician, Ophthalmologists, we dish out hundreds and thousands to go through these check-ups, why not the same for mental health? How is it related to pain? The mind is what perceives pain, in whatever form it is, that’s why I think we should recognize and treat whatever pain we have in our lives, Physiological? Get treated for it. Emotional? Talk to someone. Psychological? See someone qualified.

We suffer through so much alone when we don’t have to. We just have to reach out and trust that somebody will hear the plea of help. We need to trust that when we put our hands across someone will grasp, and hopefully not let go. But first, we need to agree that we are indeed suffering, we need to decide that we will get help, we need to prepare to let someone in, we need to trust to feel. 

I don’t know how much sense I’m making, but without our conscious effort to need to get better, we shall always wonder what if? and wandering in a black wormhole, trapped your own selves.

I know I said it in I Choose Happiness, we are our battles, we are our demons, our worst nightmares and we also are our own selves, but I’ll say it again, we are nobody else’s but ourselves. And when we decide to fight for our own selves for our happiness, we are meeting a formidable foe, for no one knows you better than yourself.

Never inflict pain upon yourself, emotional, physiological or psychological, intentionally because as Winnie The Pooh says, “You’re braver than you believe, stronger than you seem and smarter than you think” and loved more than you know. Winnie is always right, you know? Seriously, you are. If you managed to make it this far, it can be 14 years, 15, 16, 17, 18 19, 20, 40, 45 years, less or more, doesn’t matter you are.

Pain is twisted, but it makes us who we are, makes our story and shapes our future because we are all painfully human.

 

 

 

PAINFULLY HUMAN

Once, I read

“Pain demands to be felt,”

And I thought to myself,

Does pain demand to be felt

Or de we demand ourselves to hurt

Somehow, Some way in our twisted human logic,

We crave pain

We crave pain to make us feel alive

We crave pain to remove the numbness

We fall, and let ourselves bruise

Because somewhere in ourselves,

We need pain to feel human

We need pain to feel anything at all

We search for it, high and low

We dig around for it, everywhere

Even when we know it’ll hurt, somehow we think we deserve

It’s not something about pain that demands to be felt,

It’s something about humans that demands pain.

 

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