Rita De
Abstract
I will not burn a fresh Quilt
For a trifle
On the ground of rootless reasons
I will not show you
The back of my body.
THOUGHT WAVE
Where Does De...
There Could b...
WORD
The Gifts of ...
The Essence O...
The Essence o...
Pain-stricken
The Embrace
The embrace
Are we really the burden of this patriarchal society? Are we really the burden of this patriarchal society?
No longer do I find myself being haunted by an image. No longer do I find myself being haunted by an image.
The joy of mutual self-giving.” The joy of mutual self-giving.”
This poem shows Post Trauma Self Destruction This poem shows Post Trauma Self Destruction
मजलूमों के वास्ते जहरीले आसूँ रईसों की मुस्कान हुई जाती है। मजलूमों के वास्ते जहरीले आसूँ रईसों की मुस्कान हुई जाती है।
I am not brainstormed by false allegations I am not brainstormed by false allegations
Never again depend on a single ruler. Never again depend on a single ruler.
I die, I am born, I live to die, I die to live.. I die, I am born, I live to die, I die to live..
The poem shows all the phases of life. The poem shows all the phases of life.
The poem shows that a few fake smiles and one broken heart The poem shows that a few fake smiles and one broken heart
A tormenting endearment in her heart A tormenting endearment in her heart
In the modern era, we purchase their labor and transform them into slave with depraving In the modern era, we purchase their labor and transform them into slave with de...
Where is heaven on earth? Let’s go and see. Where is heaven on earth? Let’s go and see.
My mouth tastes like blood And sometimes blood Spills out poetry And poetry looks like Nothing b... My mouth tastes like blood And sometimes blood Spills out poetry And poetry l...
All for one and one for all, That is unity. All for one and one for all, That is unity.
But one fine day, many years later, your daughter too will have an angel to see. But one fine day, many years later, your daughter too will have an angel to see.
What crushes is the divine truth! What crushes is the divine truth!
The poem shows that it takes time to make art and not even a second to break it. The poem shows that it takes time to make art and not even a second to break it.
Wearing their suits and masks every day our superheroes fought Wearing their suits and masks every day our superheroes fought
And since then I’ve been praying Even though God seems like a dirty pipe dream And since then I’ve been praying Even though God seems like a dirty pipe dream
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