One lovely blog award❤

Feeling ecstatic to announce that this is my first award😊
Thanks a lot Akanksha Sharma for considering me capable enough to be nominated for this one lovely blog award.

Akanksha penned her thoughts so nicely and profoundly thay they made me stop by and go through them completely. You too should visit her blog. Check out here:

Here are the rules:

1. Thank the person who nominated you and link to their blog.

2. Post about the award.

3. Share 5 facts about yourself.

4. Nominate (up to) 15 people.

5. Let your nominees know you’ve      nominated them.

Facts about me…

1. I am an amateur poetess and wrote my very first poem on 29th of April of this year only.

2. I pen down poetry and it’s not related to what going on in my life. It’s all just my imaginations and my aim is to cover all the genres, be it any social issue, nature’s love or love quotes.

3. I believe that appreciation is something for which we write, so I feel blissful when I get such sweet and supporting comments from you people.

4. I am a die hard fan of nature’s beauty, it’s something which fascinates me the most.

5. I don’t believe in feminism, ratherI appreciate individualism.

Further nominations…

This is for everyone;whether you are nominated here or not, you all deserve this. Please consider yourself nominated and do the post about this.😊

You all are my favourite and I enjoy reading your work.

EVERYONE! Whether you’ve done this before or not, I nominate you to do post this because why not spread the love? Make sure to tag me in your posts so that I can check them out.😊


Real Beauty :)

Those long loose hair,

that skin so fair,

those sparkling calm eyes,

that figure of zero size,

those crimson red cheeks,

that radiant curve on her lips,

all went unnoticed, 

by the eyes of an artist,

who was painting her,

with the vision so blur,

because his attention was caught,

by her pristine heart,

which can’t be seen by a painter’s eyes,

but just through a lover’s eyes,

because it was something deep inside,

which is still unspoiled! 


Can you cook?

Yeah! First question of her in laws,
and there was a pause!
We named it as a patriarchal oppression
but when you asked about his profession,
wasn’t that matriarchal oppression?
“How much do you earn?” was your first question.

You consider the life of man as bed of roses,
But whatever he is doing might be against his choices.
You might ask, in what cases do they suffer?
Because in your head, they are the supreme oppressor.
Women seeking men who earn thrice is just a norm,
And you talk about feminism, which is just about breaking the set norms.

This one sided, stunted argument –
Women are victims, Men are privileged.
Male privilege? What male privilege?
He is expected to slave in a job all their life,
to provide enough to his kids and wife.

So before talking about feminism,
before talking about women’s rights,
before talking about gender equality,
Please do stop,
Please do think once more,
about that forgotten gender,
and start talking about individualism rather than feminism.

Pink and Blue

​PINK for girls, BLUE for boys!

but why, why these stereotypes?
You are not born as a car loving male,
or a barbie doll and glitter worshipping female.
They taught you how to act in a certain way,
else they will name you a lesbian or a gay.
They taught you how to sit and talk,
agree to them dear, else you’ll be mocked.
Dear boys, you need to suppress your tears,
Dear girls, you should live with certain fears.
This is our society,
A harsh reality! 

Organ Donation Drive

When I’ll go and leave this world,

don’t ignore and leave my promises unheard,

promises to those, 

who have certain flaws.

Just donate my lungs, my liver, my kidneys, my heart,

to give someone a new start. 

Donate my both eyes,

so that someone else too can enjoy the beautiful sunrise.

Take my bones, muscles, fibres and every nerve,

explore every other thing which I can serve.

Please do all this,

so that my soul can rest in peace!

Single Mother 

Her heart filled with grim,
when she saw him,
on the roadside.
She sighed!
Because his parents died,
and he was denied,
to be accepted by his kins,
maybe due to his past sins.
The child of day or two,
and she didn’t have any clue.
So she adopted him on the spot,
he can be proved as a blot,
for a single mother like her,
but she didn’t care.
Adopted him,
nurtured him.
Helped him in becoming a man,
did whatever she can.
Named her land,
in his name,
but he bit the hand,
that fed him.

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Why? Why you consider her a thing of lust?
Something you need to quench your thirst,
A material to be raped brutally,
A burden for a family,
A person to be used,
A person to be abused,
A person to be disrespected,
A person whose even clothes are objected.

You name her according to the traits
that she drink and party till late.
She wears clothes of her own choice,
Put her opinions and raise her voice.

Please! Please dear!
Don’t interfere,
She herself can think what to wear,
She still has fear,
Society does and she bear.
Stop bothering about her clothes
And the length of her shorts.
Stop asking her to talk in hushed tones,
Can’t you listen to her groans.
She shouts,she screams,
Seeing her blurred dreams.
Her heart bleeds,
Can’t you listen to her pleads.
You ask her not to put on jeans,
As man’s mistakes are woman’s sins.
You ask her not to step out of home,
As by doing that she is breaking the norms.
You ask her neither to laugh nor to sway,
Oh,no no no!
Don’t inhale oxygen dear,
What will people say!!!

-Yours truly
 Every Damn Girl 

Angel’s Arrival


You are a reward,

to me, by the god,

for my good deeds,

but my heart bleeds,

to know about others,

how they all were in a flutter,

when an angel was coming,

when my heart was drumming,

but their lips were humming

and were welcoming, 

a boy baby,

as my progeny may be,

but why?

You too can touch the sky.

They never get this

and find bliss,

when a baby boy is born.

I know,you’ll help me in proving them wrong.


Mother and her unconditional love â¤

She is epitome of perfection,
the one who is god’s reflection.
She is a gift to cherish,
the one who will never ignore your any wish.
She is a queen without a crown,
the one who will never let you down.
She carried you around when you were non-existent,
the love for whom can never be sufficient.
She was the one who was happy when you cried for the first time,
substituting whom, no one can ever rhyme.
She was the one who cried to give you birth,
the one who can never leave you unheard.
She can pick you up, every time you fall,
the one who even taught you how to crawl.
She was the one who pushed you to school,
the one who is priceless jewel.
She is the most special person in anyone’s life,
the one who will always compromise.
She never said that she had
several restless nights,
bearing a noisy child.
She is perfectly sweet,
without whom, we are incomplete.
She is necessarily bitter,
with whom, our life is glitter.
She is crucially wanted,
who never feel exhausted.
She “wake up late” never,
no matter, how much the circumstances be severe.
She is adorably overprotective,
whose advises are always effective.
She is the one who remove all the darkness,
whenever you feel hopeless.
She has most beautiful smile that hid most of the pain,
but how stressed she is, she will never complain.
She many a times is taken for granted,
but still she is never fed up in providing everything we wanted.
She is the one whose love is unconditional and knows no bounds,
who can never be compared to pounds.
She is the gem, the shine of our life,
no matter, whether working or housewife.
She always welcome us with an open heart and open arms,
no one can ever be compared to her charms.
She is the one person, who, even on your shittiest day,
will do anything just to lighten up your face.
She is the best ever creation by god,
who can fight for us against all odds.
She forgive you, no matter what,
love you always, without any if and but.
She won’t say “I LOVE YOU” too often,
but she’ll make sure you know it everyday.
She’ll never differentiate between a daughter or a son,
because she knows everyone is unique in his/her own way.
She is the princess of beauty,
not merely by face but also by heart,
so, it’s our duty,
to take care of the most beautiful piece of art.
She is guide, philosopher and BEST FRIEND,
the one who can never be completely penned !

From Salubrious to Pernicious…

Almighty God created this beautiful earth,

Then he evolved life and gave us birth.

He beautified it with trees,

And all those sparkling galaxies. 

He laden it with bewitchingly beautiful flowers, 

Made it a heaven by creating water showers. 

But Alas!

Heaven is turned into a hell, 

By whom? 

Only by those demons,

None other than humans.

Who, in the lust of being supreme,

And to fulfill their dreams,

Has been treating earth as a toy,

And playing with it,with a joy. 

What an irony!

They are writing their own destiny…!