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This poem is inspired by Deepika Padukone's video "My Choice"   directed by Homie Adajania. This poem represents voice of all the women in the world to the narrow minded people in our society.. My body, my mind, my choice, My choice is to wear the clothes I like, Even when your stare makes me uncomfortable in my own skin, Making me feel like any moment trouble can knock in, And other people will leave it unseen, But I'll stare you back, Like you're shit's stack, Instead of changing my choice, I'll fight back for what I like, And This is my choice. . My choice is to give words to my thoughts, Your threats makes me doubt my own voice But you wont succeed, If you'll try to supress it, I'll speak louder, Your threats doesn't scares me anymore, I'll scream till my throat gets sore, I'll get it heard anyway, I wont stay dumb anymore, I'll fight back for what is right, And This is my choice. . My choice is

This is dedicated to all the friends, brothers and sisters who are out of country for abroad studies.. D ragging legs that felt heavier than stone, taking steps that takes him away from the home, To a place, he once dreamed to be, To be somewhere he always wanted to be, But now dreams doesn't feels right, When It came to Leave the closeness of beloved ones behind, Struggling between heart and mind's fight, He makes his way towards the plane to catch his flight.. Holding heart heavier than his luggage, He turns back to hold everything in his eyes in one gaze, Trying not to let those water spill from his eyes, He bid his last goodbyes, When he was wishing for time to freeze, That was moment when plane left the ground with an ease, To the country of dreams, Where light of hope beams, As the plane took the pace, His heart begun to race, Because he was leaving a piece of it here, With bundle of feelings with no one to share.. Staring from the window,

If I tell you about my regrets That burns me like a cigarette Slowly turning me into ashes, Will you listen to me? Or will you also say "stop Let it flow out of you with teardrop." Like how everyone said "past is past, You need to move on fast, Everybody makes mistakes, But All you need to do is wake, Like it was just a bad dream Silencing the heart's scream, Start forgiving, Start with yourself." I want to, I want to do it so bad But my feelings are dense, Regrets so deep, In my heart it seep, Those immature words, Careless acts, I cannot forgive, I was too dumb to understand how people will percieve, And I'vent said sorry yet, And I guess I wont ever be able to, As some are no longer in my life, And most of them has already forgotten, But I wish I could tell, How sorry I'm, For making them wait. For the words I said, For the  scrunched nose I made, For the time I've not be there. I should have said sorry, Also

Beneath the dark black sky, I ask my questions why, To myself, maybe Or to the unseen forces, that's too afraid or too shy to show up.. Underneath the twinkling stars, I wish to grow up, Spiritually and mentally maybe, Into A person that noone can stop. I ask them for help, Let out my yelp, But they are too deaf to hear, I guess, Leaving me alone with my life to face.. Or I'm too dumb to understand maybe, Expecting with someone who didn't even exist, Sitting on the top of my house That feels higher than the Everest, Searching for a shoulder to rest, Wondering if my life is just a waste.. Somebody said I can, So I can maybe, Somebody trusted me, So I also should mayb, So I can be somewhere, In a place someone once believed I can be... #eleven11poetrychallenge #day3 #place #me

Thoughts deeper than the ocean, Heart vast than the sky, Tongue sharper than the razor, Can make you both laugh and cry, Coz her mood swings faster than you breathe, can be that sweet that'll make your heart skip it's beat, But, beware!! Coz she Can also be a fire, that'll burn you down into ash with her anger's heat.. Her heart, her pride, Her dreams make her thrive, Her dedication, priceless, Her Love cannot be bribed, Coz she can forgive your mistakes, Can give as long as one takes, Can laugh when she's sad, And can still pray for your good even when she's mad.. #eleven11poetrychallenge #day2

For, the foods you make, the pains you take, the way you cover up my mistake, Mom, I'm sorry, i've never been humble.. For, all the love you gave, all the money you saved, all the good things you said, Dad i'm sorry I never appreciated.. For, all the harsh words, all the good words i left unheard, all the time I acted like an absurd, I'm sorry, I've been a terrible daughter.. So, now I promise to make your mouth ache with laughs not your heart with words, fill the your eyes with happy tear, not the sad tear, i want to be the reason you smile everyday, and be your best daughter.. #Eleven11PoetryChallenge #day1