Words of Aazka

I walk down the street.  My ghosts consider themselves to be in for a treat.  In the dark, some search, and I create light.  I am a woman, the world I have to fight. The dear ones, hypocrites, who let me dream, I call it love.  Impale me each time with their failed words.  In the dark, some search, but I create light.  I am a woman, even my blood, I fight.  I cover my thighs with my hands if my shirt sways,  If not, they will be outraged.  In the dark, I must create my own light.  I am a woman, for my choices, selfishly I fight. I won’t be the cog in the cycle of destruction,  I break the infinity loop of thrust-down tyranny To liberate my sisters, In the dark, I walk to light, As a woman, I have to fight. If I choose my words over another hand,  They'll make me the outcast of the clan.  In the dark, I have to create my light.  I am a woman, in and out, everywhere, I fight. Even God apparently hates me...

The hope for this world  is lost on none, yet no one  cared for Wilde's dead rose. ~ Aazka  Image Source: Pinterest

The secret, About the deepest darkest secret Is that It's a bird It does not like to be ensnared. Shhhh….. Or else it will escape. Escape it shall Unless someone finds the lock to its key And if the lock is not clicked It’s rampant out It never likes to be caged in the first place It always wanted to lift its hood Hence it banged against the bars Open grounds and the wind is its food. Escape the cage It never wanted to age It likes to breathe fully from the lungs But it is locked by every single stroke of the tongue  People like to grow old But secrets live to die young. They are almost spilled, but the tongues hold them back  Why do you think even the kindest sometime fret? Because every heart is an ocean of secrets. ~ Aazka  Images Source: Pinterest

I w oke up again To find me on sale My voice choked My chest was jailed. I have walked these iron-burning paths Since I was a baby, with million others like me We are blocks of rage Every smile costs a collateral fee You smile, you dance And wave and nod Maybe you can have a chance In the world of these unmanly lords What makes a man? If not his crotch and his ability to make me stand? Using the power of their useless groin  to control my bleeding loins! “No, I can’t wear that!” “Yes, I have to wear that.” “Oh, that will make you fat.” “Your hair is short, wear a hat!” I walk these chest-burying ways We all do, yet no one knows That I have only two things left Rest was burnt by my useless foes. They couldn’t burn my love, which makes me, me But if they don’t let me love I’ll use my rage, which they gave me To make them pay the fee. I am water also, deeper than the sea And I am a fiend of fire Which can burn and drown Selfishly, for my own peace. No, I will not wear that. And that i...

I hold within me the millions of stories Of this world and the better ones. Where I flew as the dragon, unpierced, Raging fire on my fears. And swam as the whale, Blowing out my insecurities with the crashing water and waves. Now, I look at this gloom I am far from those enchanted palace rooms. No rabbit hole, to take me to my Wonderland No cupboard to teleport me to those Narnian sands. I am one. Against a whole army of fiends Hell-bent on my doom When I flew as the dragon I also knew of the thunder Which could extinguish my flames Where there is good, there is bad Yet, I search for a feeling other than ‘sad’. I shield myself from the striking lightning every minute There’s a storm coming And there's no trace of the sun. I am standing bare, With no dragon. ~ Aazka Images Source: Pinterest

A million charted and a billion uncharted ways lie before me Some, my horrors Some, my dreamland’s fantasy But the horror is on every path Entwined like mind is to heart But there’s fun too And just as many blues Fantasies come true I know that better than anyone Rainbows come out of slimy puddles I assure you, they do. But my fears dwell within all the rainbows too But I know now, Along with the gloomy puddle I also belong to the rainbow hues  Far or close, I do not know But I know that I have more friends than foe So does everyone, they just don’t know. The world is ugly And yet it is lovely Lovely dark and beautiful I have seen it all I have hope Wherever to go Whatever to feel In the pursuits of the heart  Lies happiness My choices seal the deal It is never too late To change the prophetic fate The keys lie amongst your fingers just see It is only a matter of opening the gate. ~ Aazka Image Source: Pinterest