Najeeb Vadakkekad


Sisters Of Karamazov - Poem by Najeeb Vadakkekad

Hey, I am Anna,
Sister of brothers Karamazov.
I am less exposed in
Literature as
My brothers are
Mostly
Famous in the land of man!
Ivan, Dmitri, Aloshya and
Even an illegitimate
Smerdyakov!

Our forefathers
Envisioned
The emancipation of man.
But, set ablaze
The patels
Of rose where we,
Women were
Planning to inscribe
Our dreams.

You, the
Barking dogs,
Rape my sister in the
Night Street of Delhi
With the spear and
Spike of masculine shit.
Can't you hear the
Whole graveyard
Is mourning at
Your crime?

OH the holy books of "HE "!
Bible of men,
Hidden streams
Of sins in garden
And in the town
Of Babel

Leave it brother,
I am going for
Violin class
I will catch you latter.
A rain is coming!
My wedding cloths
Are hanging at backyard,
Bye bye,
See you dear.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 21, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, February 22, 2013


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