I walked to his place carrying an engagement ring.
Clouds cuddling the yellowish crescent moon,
Glowered at my dress coloured maroon.
Up till twelfth block , a trio of bullies chased me,
Repeatedly stinging lewd comments like a bee.
"Let's rape him if he wants to be a woman" they claimed,
While the flickering lamps of the dull street endlessly wailed.
My body slashed in bushes drained puddles of blood,
Quivering in agony with people unheard of my thud.
Once again a gaily man parted the world's array,
Ever since the Bible defied his existence away.
-WRITTEN BY ESHITA NIRWAN
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Beautiful 💕
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ReplyDeleteLoved this.
ReplyDeleteStrongly spelt out! It manifests not only the deeply entrenched homophobia of ordinary people but also sheds light on the process that ensued it, how the token symbols of nature were used to prove it "against the nature" and how religion perpetuated this externment. But the only thing they failed to understand is that "whatever exists, is by definition natural"
ReplyDeleteSuch a brave and bold piece of art it is. Bravo Eshita! You dealt with such a sensitive issue so nicely.... it's beautiful and shocking at the same time.
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