It's been so long and I'm dying to share something I recently wrote. Just few of my own opinions and words. This prose is never directed to spread hate and is just a debate against the motion of the topic I was given randomly so I thought to write and share.
Feminism, a word that comes from the French word féminisme and is now used worldwide in aspect to support economic, personal, and social equality among the genders. Now that we have attained the basic terminology to avoid disagreements in my words by the people who had gaslighted their little minds to believe that feminism disregards the rights of other genders, I would love to begin.
An anti-feminist tried to convince me that men are stronger. I told him that’s right, men’s are stronger especially in holding onto outdated ideas.
Decades are floating by like cumulus clouds in the sky yet I’m very ashamed to say that one specific gender has failed to develop and coordinate their perspective of females in a way other than degradation or misogyny. Whether it is ogling or eyeballing the women in skirts then making sexist jokes behind their back which they justify by calling it dark humor or being openly demeaning towards the women of society, men’s never fail to let us know the vile and utterly disgusting mindset they have towards the opposite gender.
The sheer audacity of males to claim feminism as unnecessary when just a moment later they go on social media to leave downgrading jokes on a women’s anatomy is downright laughable. All these centuries women’s fight for their rights and support campaigns just to come home to their son harassing girls online and making wretched and nauseating comments about girls his age.
Is that what we have evolved to after years of education and awareness? You say we don’t need feminism yet every women carry at least one weapon while going out on jobs or wherever. Men’s say we need them for our protection but answer me, protection from who? Exactly, men’s are the one creating a terrifying environment for women then they claim to be the one who will protect us. How outrageously ironic!
The rising harassment cases, domestic violence on women, less salary than the males working in same department and whatnot reasons are present that points towards the need of feminism yet they cannot come out of their little hateful world to acknowledge the truth and add to the support. We lecture our girls to not wander at night, not wear short clothes but why don’t we raise our voices on boys who whistle when a girl walks by or give them a tight slap when they make horrid comments about her clothes? Do we go blind or do we go deaf when such things happen? If not so then why don’t those men tell us if they have ever tried to restrict other guys or their sons like they restrict women’s. That’s right, they can’t because everyone knows the truth.
To all those anti-feminist who asks women to cover up to avoid harassment, I demand, WHO ARE YOU? and HOW DARE YOU? to tell us what we should wear or not. Maybe if they tried to grow some brain, pick their mind from gutter and learn to keep their filthy hands to themselves than girls don’t have to feel so unsafe while walking to home at night.
Every male who argues that feminism isn’t needed because women’s are placed below men and according to how the nature works they are just made to breed and they should do what nature has made them to do, I would love to enhance their knowledge about nature. When a male praying mantis mates with a female there are several cases when the female mantis bites the male mantis’s head off. Female anacondas also many times eat their males after mating because it provides them with nutrients. If women should go according to nature just like those anti-feminist says then they should also not question it if one day females decide to cook their husband or bite his head off. Look how ridiculous it sounds, just like the justification a misogynist provide for his/her actions.
If we look at the data available then we will come to realize how big of a role feminism has played in our society to help women. To disregard it is no better than fighting against women’s rights. The only right way to end my words here is by calmly and generously asking the male gender to acknowledge the efforts and benefit of feminism rather than stubbornly sticking to their hateful personality like a toddler.
Not a day goes by when I am not obsessing over Cardan's tail.
Oh Love, my blood staining your clothes. I bleed of not my essence but all the memories and promises you gave me. Feel it soak in your clothes, a part of us you failed to keep.
The rustle in the leaves, the pitter and patter
Not a single noise, not a single clatter
The void is watching but the world is blind
The creaks have quieted yet the mess is in the mind.
Winds picking up, the window rattle with violence
Where are my thoughts, guess I lost them in silence.
Rain is falling but the man in front of me stays dry
Is he the sins I committed or simply the void?
My hands are covered in blood in the dark
She turns on the light and it's just the ink
I ask her to tell me the difference and she's silent
For the pen and the gun are both weapon and waste depending on the hands.
And now my tears won't stop because I'm melancholic tonight. Because I feel incomplete tonight.
Before death, I must live.
To: Heaven
For: My Darling
Skyscraper of glass, bluish hues of dawn
Fever dreams mid-november
Memories lost in the winter strom
Whispers of mist on my window
Ghost of your touch haunting my dreams
Your reflection on my bedroom mirror
Yet when I blink you're gone.
Ocean of grief drowning me to its heart
Stay for a little while, my sweet darling
My eyes have gone dry, no tears left
Show me mercy, even if it's fickle
I'll fall to my knees, gazing at heavens above
Strings of our heart intertwined
Yet we're two world's apart
Come back my darling
Or expect my arrival.
Wandering around she circles the woods
A wolf on her tail, her scent of musk
Filling the air, the truth lies bare
The soulless eyes, mirth in her grace
The wolf is blind, it trusts her facade.
A starless sky resides in her eyes
Her lips tinted red, like a plum she ripe
Though her youth glimmers, she is rotten inside.
Stalking her steps, the wolf comes to a stop
Lilies withering like corpses, shadows lurking behind
His composure faltering, he turns to run
But the wolf is caught in the fangs of prey.
Teeth sinking into his flesh, her grip never relents
Her lips tinted with blood, her clothes stained with sins
Devouring his flesh, crimson dripped off her hands
Eyes snapping to those of the dead wolf
Both of them devoid of life
Leaving him to wither beneath the stars
She stalks out of the woods, looking to lure another prey
Never mourning the death of ones she devour
Yet she left a rose for him, to savor the taste.
It's painful when your pain begins to feel painless....
-Sloth
Left with a bleeding heart,
An undying urge to crawl back to you.
All the shirts left behind burning in the hearth.
Was it really us that matter?
Or the ego you bring to the table?
All those flowers left at the doorstep,
I'll decorate your grave with them,
If not on your arrogance I will bury.
Don't beg for me in the evening,
When in morning you'll leave again,
Forget all the promises made,
Under the influence of my love.
You like to see me cry,
I like to see you bleed.
Your words, my feelings
My knife, your heart
A tragedy I will happily write
If you promise a last dance
Before we burn this house called love.
Sitting alone in the dark brooding night
The party in full swing yet she's left out
The nicotine in her system
Along with dreams and hopes
But she's never satisfied
Now she can't hear her thoughts
Because in her head chaos is rooted
Turning to leave or to leap into desperation
But she's fine because she knows
She knows the sting of thorns of love
She knows her drugs
She knows her love
All the pills she is high on
All the nights she'd spent crying
She knows her addiction
She knows her desperation
So she is going back
Back to where she started of.
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