And now you sit dumbstruck,
being a vivid orthodox lion,
you speak to the world
that you are too sweet,
with your creative and imagining mind.
But I tell you child,
‘dreaming’ and ‘imagining’
are not synonymous words.
They stand completely different.
No not like male and female.
But like you and your punctilious brain,
craving every breath for a bitter society.
You are not even fair with your own thoughts.
Yes being a boy, I lined my eyes with “KOHL”.
Does kohl only reflect a female attire?
Now what are you going to do?
Share my picture, and call me a girl?
or what else
Gay? Lesbian? Bisexual? Transgender?
what is your idea?
why quiet?
Come on. Kick yourself
and follow the words you can eye.
Feel them. Oh sorry ! I know you can’t.
Next time before questioning about my identity,
just be calm and think twice.
How lucid you are
with the ideas of my gender.
And think how deserted you stand.

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The best yoga of a day is reading a poem or a book .....A complete peace of mind and a refresher .... Things become easy when u have a complete mental peace .... Stop each and every work for 2 minutes , read a poem and i bet you will feel fresh all over again :)
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Nice poem. Beautiful cadence.



Kohl prose poem

Night has enveloped, to give me some relief, Now invisible are walls of separation, and thy grief. Where blood quenches the thirst, Disloyalty is faith last and first, Is the religion my beloved belongs to. I beckoned, red and black