May We, The Women

See I have this impulse to idolise the dead, the strong
The uncompromised; you can see it in my eyes
The kind of respect I have,
I look up to the women with the strength I'm building to ratify

You can't stop the droplets from slipping in
You can't deny the power that we're bringing in
The tender moments, jokes, and anecdotes that we'll stop at nothing
And the loss we're lapsing into a fond reminiscent

Here's to the heroes that we're missing
To Cleopatra who defined independent strength
To Rosa Parks for the civil rights movement
And Josephine Baker with her rhythmic hands
Stood beside Martin Luther King, not for the fame

Even Malala's bravery was on point then
Who would have thought she could stop the rain
And she fought her pain to open a brand new lane to many stories worth to pen
And Frida Kahlo's agonised poetry on canvas inspired me

You see it's about time we paint our own reality
Like the lady with the lamp in 1853
Florence Nightingale took a stand in equality
And Marie Curie battled sexism entirely
Throughout her journey till 1903
The prize she won didn't mean anything really
But 1911 proved she's not just an accessory

Elizabeth the daughter of one of the most feared Kings
Over decades she was feared like fear was the in thing
Married to her kingdom, the longest serving monarch
The only mistress of half an island, power to the matriarch

But these are only a handful of ones I constantly thank
For knocking on my door of perceptions, never leaving me blank
Heroes in their own right, top of every rank
And Maya Angelou for the poetry bank

And here's to the women soon to be saluted
May the praiseworthy legacy never be polluted
The setbacks, the side paths, may they always be blessed
May we, the major component continue fighting for the rest

-PRK-

The Manual

There is no manual to life
And I was born to let you down
I was born to disgrace you
Taint your name
And malign you till I die

But that's what they said
That's what they expect to see
Hatred, jealousy, anger
Perhaps, even bloodshed
And that's in their manual to life

I can't swim
And I have no life-vest
But I won't drown
For my manual to life is...
Just to be me

To exist to see you happy
To wake up to see you smile
To turn around to see you laugh
Hear your voice
And to feel your warmth

-PRK-

The Other End

They say trust his words
I doubt him always
I couldn't bring myself to trust his words and promises

They say trust his work
"What work?" I asked
It's not his but another
One that I will never understand its mechanism

They say trust his people
"His people? Which kind?" I said
The one who speaks or the one who listens?
Or the one who leave others with their belief

Well that is that
It's still a long way to go
And a lot more convincing to do

I'm on the other end, a different person
Not a thing like you

-PRK-

Urges, Ferocious

These are my urges
I get crocked when I want to
I speed up and talk crazy when I want to
What they do has no links to my haiku
Because when I rhyme, I speak truth - at least I tried to
In my bed I used to wonder how far I would go
I used to worry about my laces and shoe soles
I used to get really scared when noon falls
Straight to evening and nothing to live for
So I decided to buck up and make a run
Left home with an unloaded gun
Every step I take pierced like broken glasses
But then again that's what I call classes
Because what I've learned has pushed me this far
Empowered by ego somehow raised my bar
That last option I secretly wished to happen
Tell you what, I don't care, I'll make it happen
Cos we all know we only live once
Do what you like doing is like good rum
Exclusive property to the world of dream
If one never gives up reaching for that cream
Deciphering desires can be a bit nasty
Building an empire is like ABC
Each letter represents different antics
Someday some will end up as antiques
And useless - that's no doubt I tell you
Talking loud but aimless at 32
Not referring to anyone really
But if it's you, pack your bags and leave the city

-PRK-