Thursday, March 8, 2012

The Hijra On Womans Day

her pain
is greater
than
the woman
she emulates
a martyred womb
a clitoral
catastrophe
a testicuular
tragedy
on her plate
woman
incomplete
but womanly
traits coyness
sensual
desirous
androgynous
her fucked fate
even god godly
amighty
hesitated to create
so to be born
from the fucked rib
of man
the hijra had to wait
entry only
through a back gate
rectal rhapsody
melodiously mutates
gyrates a cosmic dance
of death mutilate
castrate homophobic hate
society considers them ugly
untouchable but men
love fucking hijras
on the soul of this
poem originates
mans thirst
for the forbidden fruit
of the gods
the hira in satiates

hijras celebrate
womans days
with tears
on the soul
of humanity
as the metrosexual
woman seductive ornate


dedicated to my hijra guru
laxmi narayan tripathi
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