Category Archives: Poetry to Women

Eggs When breaking an egg the shell fractures in my hand, scattering brown flints into the yolk. I chase them round the bowl with a teaspoon, scooping out the debris.  I usually miss a bit. Fragile and strong, eggs are clever beasts. When we were children you cooked us chucky eggs,  couldn’t stomach them yourself, Continue reading “Eggs (Jane)”

One night I looked through the shimmering eyes of my mother and glided down to another mysterious universe: Where my vision got stumbled upon on various women and they spilled their heart-wrenching lamentations: I saw how a girl with childish shenanigans treasuring butterflies was brutishly tormented for scoring low in her math exam; Where aContinue reading “GUNS AND FLOWERS (Suchismita Ghoshal)”

She knew she could become weak; But she had the choice to be at the peak. She knew she could rest; But she had the choice to be the best. She knew she could give up; But she had the choice to stand up. She knew she could wither away; But she had the choiceContinue reading “She Chose to be Strong (Fatima Ali Raza)”

My body should hug the red dusk nigh Whose clouds yearn another sky? My dreams should kiss the foreign star What homeland remains afar? My world reigned when promises remained My world ended as their rage became undone Home is Never Defeated Home, is not a piece of land on the map Home, is notContinue reading “Red Dusk (Amy Lee)”

We all humans born in 21st century and we are living in 21st century. We are gentle. We are wise. We are clever. We are intelligent. If God is the creator of this universe then we can say we humans are just after God in this universe. We came here with a lot of expectationsContinue reading “Broken Bangles (Anjali Jha)”

She couldn’t land a modeling job at this warehouse of Japanese artifice, photo studio of metamorphic rooms, chilly sets of furniture, appliances, bed linens, seamless photo paper, each elaborately draped with Nordic models six feet tall, with unshorn blond hair, Arctic eyes, noses straight as scalpels. She, perhaps too ordinary, too warm and monochromatic toContinue reading “American Geisha (Cynthia Gallaher)”

I wanna become superwoman: Learn portuguese in sixty seconds, End pollution single-handedly, Feed rice a roni to the planet, Win awards left and right. I wanna become super woman: Paint the Taj Mahal red, Knock down bureaucrats by the dozens, Create creative pandemonium. Flying off the edge of everything. Super woman. Writer: Joan McNerney Artist: Sunanda BasuContinue reading “Super Woman (Joan McNerney)”

What the world asks of me              That I exist             As a Stateless being             That I breathe             Not live              That I hide              behind boba              That I submit             For their black gold  Wind shakesContinue reading “What the World Asks of Me (Amy Lee)”

You’ve been begat, infused and convinced of you Struggling against race, sex and power Interlocked in the oppression of conditional living Inherited from your mothers and sisters militancy sacrifices Who countless consistently coined the politics. You’ve evolved from your intimate experiences Discern in your daily reality Griping your patriarchal rule, sexual oppression as factors. You’ve painstakinglyContinue reading “Black Women Feminists (Tola Ijalusi)”

Cosmos gardener mourned his untimed flower’s death his tears breaking nearby forest nape like waters adamant to fill earth’s every room  but what good it did as evidences washed to oblivious shorelines, spilled opaqueness small newspaper corner spent next day ‘another elderly women branded as witch sleeps to death’ no candle flamed no slogan onContinue reading “Another Story Passed On (Purbasha Roy)”