Abhijit Naskar's Blog - Posts Tagged "metoo"

Sonnet of Short Dress | Honor He Wrote

There is no short dress, only short sight,
No obscene outfit, only eyes of obscenity.
The world is no man’s family heirloom,
That it should be cherished by the men only.
Instead of restricting a girl’s right to expression,
Teach boys, short dress isn’t a sign of consent.
If women cannot walk around freely as men do,
Better sentence all men to lifetime imprisonment.
Let all girls hear it loud, wear what you like to wear,
Walk around naked if that’s what you really want.
And when an animal makes unwanted advances,
Activate your knee ‘n crush their beloved balls to pulp.
Girls don’t need protecting, they ain’t fragile showpiece.
Let’s just raise boys as decent humans, not entitled bullies.
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The Gender Sonnet | Honor He Wrote

Woman means not weakling, but wonder.
Woman means not obstinate, but original.
Woman means not man-slave, but mother.
Woman means not amorous, but amiable.
Woman means not neurotic, but nimble.
Man mustn't mean medieval, but moral.
Man mustn't mean abusive, but affable.
Man mustn't mean nefarious, but noble.
Trans doesn't mean titillating, but tenacious.
Trans doesn't mean riff-raff, but radiant.
It doesn't mean abhorrent, but affectionate.
It ain't nasty and sick, but nerved and sentient.
Gender has no role in society except in bed.
Person is known by character, not dongs 'n peaches.
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Freedom of Dress (The Sonnet) | Honor He Wrote

Freedom of dress is as important,
As freedom of press, that's common sense.
If we're still stuck with squabbles on clothes,
When will we manifest character's radiance!
What does it matter, what we wear,
As long as we walk with our head held high!
Anything that strengthens our backbone,
Is worth the fight of a thousand lifetime.
Clothes perish, so does the body in them,
But a well-built character keeps on shining.
Focus on conduct across all shallow exterior,
Let burning dogs burn, you just keep dazzling.
I repeat, heed not the honks of primeval puritans.
Own your booty and trample all condemnation.
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All of Her is Holy Site (Boys Be Men, Sonnet) – Abhijit Naskar, Kral Fakir: When Calls The Kainat (First Drop)


Way to a woman’s heart is through
her eyes, not between her legs.
All of her is holy site, to wander
unwelcome even with eyes is sickness.

First be her sanctuary, her safe haven,
then be the filthiest beast you can be.
Slave to her kinks between the sheets,
and in society be her shameless shield.

Anybody can stay the night,
takes backbone to stay the life.
Penetration of flesh is animal affair,
human miracle is to touch the mind.

Boys be Men! Lift your brain above your belt.
In monsoon be her brolly, in drought be her rain.
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