It’s that love

It’s that love

It’s that kind of love...

Where the broken slithers...

And the hurting heart...

Tells u how deep ur love runs...

It’s that kind of love

Where every pain... hurt...and despite

Truly turns you to oneness.....

It’s that kind of love...

Where despite the beautiful roses...

I just want to turn to your thorny spines..

And bleed to love you...

It’s no love just embracing.. 

It’s the disappointment....

It’s the despites...

It’s the animalistic... 

The raw attraction and imprisonment to u...

Not your body or mind or heart... 

just you damn it...

The indescribable part of u...engulfs me... burns me...

Leaving me with the eternal scar of loving you.. 

We ain't dainty, but deities

We ain't dainty
We ain't fainting....

When u hit us with a million things....

When u expect us to be
Resilient but obedient
to shine but with within
to protect but not protest
to be cooking without sweating
hair neatly plaid, house warmly made...

We ain't dainty
We ain't fainting....

Mrs. Lakshmi most wanted..
Mrs. Saraswathi most respected..
Madame Kali so feared and most worshiped...

Tridevi

We have to be all of them
At the right place and time...
But Kali never too obvious...

It's the story of the Indian wife
it ain't sad
it's just bloody oppressive
But
Knock knock...
the oppression isn't too obvious
we never felt oppressed
Just trained from child birth
its easy peezy

So now we can mangalagarama send mangalyan to mars

Women scientist of team mangalyan on the
cover of nature 

Heads up
The oppression isn't working anymore
You have just made us stronger than the man of steel

We ain't dainty but deities.

The female divination

I am high on estrogen
Hip size nein zero
Trieste pas beacoup
உணர்வுகள்  high fever

Sex ain’t perversion
Sacred is my biology
Without which there is no human race



Don’t gawk at me
Don’t awe at me
It’s just the female divine

I don’t have to race
Don’t have to run
I am already the pinnacle of evolution