I was asked to write something on gender And since I can think as well on mine Let it be I am strange I see myself, persistently Gaze of the passers by Transient as it may Makes me change my outward lens look innate At the disheveled hair and the covered skin, I look at myself from someone else’s lens. Here, it’s not the gender of my looker concerning me The gaze are all the same ; Growing up, I realised Your smile is the way to connect To a stranger you might never recollect Now, I see my shadow clear in eyes That look as dead as amber leaves lying barren in the month of solemn March And lock them inside the antique shelves of my throbbing heart; Once in a full room You see a pair of dead eyes Connect through the miles in between And smile then To hold each other together In this hushed world of loud winds
#metaphor @writersnetwork I adore you :) Thank you so much for the preemptive birthday gift. Love. You have supported me at my darkest of times.
@miraquill so should I say we don't hate each other that much ? (I'm kidding, I always leave comments on your post regarding to the things which I feel are not good for this place cause I know you read them and next day I actually see a change here. Thank you for listening to me) THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR EVERYTHING for making my birthday so special, for lettin' me have Friends, tbh I was the introvert and people hated me in my social circle not a single person was my friend a year before but now I can say there are people who care for me never in my life my birthday was celebrated but the past year and today I was blessed with a blast of wishes and maybe I can never be able to thank these kind people , but I love you all and I admire you admins. Grateful. This is the first ever gift I got on my any birthday and I will cherish it. Respect. Cakes and chocolates Chlo pawry kryn (＾3＾♪