*My first poem on feminism

She's one half of the world, and the reason for the other

But she's a victim of crimes, one after the other

The spirits​ from hell steal her honour

Snatching her life, her joy, her colour

Ever thought twice, before defaming her grace,

Ever thought twice, before destroying her face

Have we ever pondered over our sins so dire

When we send an unborn gift of God, straight to the pyre ?

It's our right, and we demand,

That every girl be lifted, to the sky from the sand

We are the sculptures of the Almighty, as much as any man

We demand justice, straight in our hands

So just hang these monsters, hang them all

That is justice, for those in the hall

Of misogyny and hatred, and help them all

May respect be showered and let the blessings fall.

Aranya Paul Nandi