RAPE FACE

Yes I wear tight jeans
Yes I wear a sleeveless top
And yes it might be a crop
But so what?

For every stalker I have
For every eye that seems to be fixed
My mind seems to be playing tricks

Don't get me wrong, I know nice men
But the ones who linger
Seem to make more of an impression
Than the ones who don't

For those instances that I can single out
The ones where I felt the need to shout
It's because of you, the men of India are shamed
They're looked with suspicion, wrongly named

The word rape
Like an illusion, on every mans face
Be it a smile, a frown or a tear
You bring in us fear
We always presume the worst

But hear our screams of protest too
Know that we wear skirts and heels
And crop tops and sleeveless shirts
Not to treat the eyes of the flirts
But because we love ourselves
And our bodies.

We will no longer be shamed
The right will no longer wrongly named
And the stares? They won't stop this girl
Watch as I conquer the world.

THE SMOKERS

The smoke is in your lungs
Almost like you're choking
And when your children ask
You swear you've stopped smoking

It's almost like you've found no will to live
But the people who care ask you to stop
You make the effort
But it's a habit you can't drop

And you do it in secret
Thinking it make things better,
I wonder how many times
You've read each of those letters

S M O K I N G  K I L L S

Smoking kills
Yet it's just one of your stupid thrills
There's tar in your lungs, more with every breath
It's almost like you can predict your early death
But it doesn't matter that others will mourn
You do it anyways, craving the burn

If anything, compare yourself to that cigarette
Small, short lasting, meant to please
One whose flame burns out with such ease

Maybe it's a life you long to live
But trust me you've got so much more to give
Don't burn out so easy, your flame's meant to last long
You're strong enough to give up the wrong.

THE GIRL CHILD, UNCLAIMED

Oh the girl child
She Lay on the bed
Unclaimed. Unnamed.

She just took in her first breath
But there's a chance she may face death
Her first of everything probably her last
She's got no future she's got no past

She spent nine months in a womb
Just like any normal child
She's got a heart beat
Two hands, two feet
Yet she remains unclaimed. Unnamed.

Her life is at the hands of her very creator
Keep or toss?
Does it count as a loss?
Or will they try again hoping for a male
For what is a girl but a fail?
But a temporary source of happiness

Tell me,
In the nine months she was in your womb
Did you not learn to love her little heart?
Or did the nine months make it easier to part?
Was she not your dream?
Well she's got your genes,
She's the product of a woman

I have just one question for you
When you, her mother, were spared from the knife
How dare you take your daughters life?

Just a reminder.
She's still unclaimed. She's still unnamed.

HEART PALPITATIONS

You're telling yourself that you're okay
But your body is saying the opposite
You want to believe you're strong
But your body goes on to prove you wrong

You're anxious.
You're facing fear
Like never before

You're vision suddenly bails on you
You've had moments like these so few
The world seems to all be at your feet
And the wind in your lungs escapes like a fleet

Your heart is racing
Making record time
You're out of breath, you're out of words
You've become nothing more than a mime

And you're trying to calm yourself down
Telling your heart that it'll be okay
But your mind seems to be going the other way

And the suddenly
The blood comes rushing in
Your vision becomes clear
You think you've overcome your fear
And you're reborn again

Reborn with a new fear
One that could conquer your mind
Trying to find the peace, the calm
But it seems too hard to find

HERE'S TO THE ONES THAT DREAM

Here's to the ones that dream
The painters, the poets
Those who love to dance
Those ready to just give life a chance

Here's to the ones that dream
Who realize they're meant to be a star
Here's to those who reach
For the horizons and goals that seem so far

Here's to the ones that dream
Those who just live, those who just smile
I know that failures at your doorstep
But success will come in a while

Here's to the ones that dream
They believe with all their heart
Oh they've been blessed with a talent
Meant to shine right from the start

Here's to the ones that dream
Oh I've seen you fall
But I've watched as you progressed
To standing tall from a mere crawl

Here's to the ones that dream
For nothing seems to make your spirits die
For all I see you do
Is give it many a try

Here's to the ones that dream
With their eyes open
Fixed on the skies
For wings that are yet growing, meant to fly

Here's to the ones that dream
Oh your hope is required for our kind
The flames, the flickers in your heart
Are very hard to find

Here's to the ones that dream
Oh one day on you the spotlight will shine
Darling now you may see just the dark
But trust me you'll be fine

For you're one of those who dream
And by the end of the night, trust me
You won't be able to differentiate
Between your dreams and reality

TRUST ISSUES

I have trust issues
I might fall and get hurt
But don't help me up
For I fear that you may let go again
And then I'll have to face the pain
I fear that you may drop me down
And I'll be upon the ground
I'll get up on my own
After all, it's how I've grown

I have trust issues
I may be open to you about much
I may wear my heart on my sleeve
That doesn't give you the rights
To scar me and then leave

I have trust issues
I can't deal with heart break
I can't deal with pain
I can't be the one to break your heart
For that'll drive me insane

I have trust issues
And trust me, I'm trying to deal with it
But first just let me
Understand myself bit by bit

EXPLOSION OF COLORS

She's an explosion of red
She's got red lips that you'd want to kiss
She's got that lingering touch that you will miss
Her red gown flows like a river in the wild
She's got just spics, no time for mild
And if you love her, your heart will bleed
Bleed for her soul till it's freed

She's an explosion of yellow
She's brighter than the sun
She's a dancing star having her own fun
She's got star dust in her eyes
She's fallen from the skies
She lights up our sky, big and blue
She's made of fire like so few

She's an explosion of orange
She's warm, she's mild
But trust me darling, she could be wild
Her personality is such, that you'll fall in love
She might just be gods favorite angel from above
She stands, unique
A blend of different colors to make her own
She is proof that we have grown

She's an explosion of green
She's the queen of our planet, earth
She's the mother of our skies, the reason for our birth
Where she walks, flowers grow
She's the reason the waters flow
She's the reason behind the leaves on the tree
She's a bird, steady and free

She's an explosion of blue
She has eyes that look as deep as the sea
She's the color of the sky in which birds roam free
A touch as gentle as water on your skin
She's the kind of soul who roams with the wind
Never can you cage her heart,
She's hard to catch, just goes with the flow
She'll be gone before you know

She's an explosion of pink
She's the calm before the storm
She's the color that makes you feel warm
She's got her hues in the sky
She's the color your nose turns when you cry
She dawns the petals of many a rose
She's a girls favorite as far as stereotypes go

She's an explosion of purple
She's shares the sky along with pink
She makes a royal red or blue look bad
For she dawns the kings and queens alike
She's a beauty, she's different, one of a kind
She's the type that takes you beyond your mind

She's an explosion of white
She will never raise her hand
For peace, tall she stands
Her heart the purest in our world
She looks to make a change, she but just a girl
She speaks the truth, the word may hurt
But she looks to protect her mothers soil and dirt

She's an explosion of black
She stands for the dark
But without her the stars would have had no spark
She stands for the depressed, she stands for the wrong
But she's her own beautiful song
For she lays herself like a blanket on the earth
She sees death and she sees birth

She's an explosion of grey
A merge of black and white
She's the kind of color that'd please your sight
She's the cue for rain to fall
She's a mixture of one, a mixture of all