All about the nectar
One fine morning
She discovers the nectar within self
The snowy nectar of thoughts
The thoughts that lead to strike
strike against all odds
odds are unsaid challenges
offen in a male chauvenist society
Eves are considered to be screws and bolts of the huge engine of life
why only parts and parcels, always marginalised!
Why not loaded engines
full of precast energies
blessed with natures gift
can she not become engine
pulleys, drivers of life
Long...Long after Eids and Easters,
one fine morning its dawned on all
Its all about nectar
Nectar of thoughts
thoughts that intervenes the universe, makes us humane.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem