Kicked on beach cockle shells
then the office guys to hell
the prickly sand tickles my toes
and his laughter, that he knows
the bosses work I so often do
why I like him, don’t have a clue
late to bed and early to rise
nets me bonus, worldly prize
with the alarm, shoot out of bed
fumble and clamp its button dead
thirty minutes of a race in time
switch on tube to scan the crime
hair and hands tomorrow then
laptop purse and favorite pen
at the bus stop same old scene
a million times I must have seen
I hate their frills and lacy girls
The dumb pouts and their curls
What’s up beat in a gender trap
All they need is a firmly slap
Daunted not by brawn or hurl
Brainy and brash is sovereign girl
original
saadat tahir
19 May, 2k13
Islamabad.
This poem is done as 2[SUP]nd[/SUP] in a series of three, portraying three different lives of women.
A very popular series (soap opera like) published series in my home country is called …‘teen aurten teen kahanian’ (Urdu)
translation… three women three stories
i have tried to be non judgmental and just portrayed what the minds eye sees.
There is no bias involved or preference, just a poetic rendering of what i see around me.
Yes… just my impressions.
Distant bells…1905 - 2k13
Sovereign girl … 1905 - 2k13
Back home wife … 2905-2k13