Theme: Feminism

Window

Sitting on my window, O bird so bright
With you my heart takes a long flight
I cross the seas and reach my land
To my people and my sand.
There are my parents in constant wait
Yearning for me and cursing the fate
I will perch on their pane
Would sing a song fain.

My notes will drag them out in open
Their little bird again in their haven
I will clasp my mother and ask again
The question I repeated time and again
Why is the society so cruel to us?
Why sending us away and live with sons?
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01-Nov-2009

More By  :  Supriya Bhandari

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