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Gone with the Wind - "Rhett Buys Scarlett" Clip

Strait trite

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In our family , nobody lives life, so

Leave it,

A fool is a fool is a fool; for kargil

Kills ,

If you accept death meekly; if you

Are calm,

When all try to push you into the

Hell hole world,

For which you are not ready for;

But forced of,

Tug of war, where the majority

Speaks,

Be it right or wrong, gay pimps

Sowing seeds,

From where the whores are born

For rights squelched,

No fisticuffs, but verbal onslaught

Well entrenched,

Sticking to mind, hard & fast like

Dirty stain,

...

Chitra

Neither Strait nor Bright?

...

Growing through the darker rocks,

Caves blinkered too;

Lisping to verbose; where deaf and

Dumb laughed at;

Know well of, what's in store for, but

Tried to slurp chocobar,

Thought venila may come, ignoring

Of a stone chosen for,

Back stabbed, oh god! Gay, dropped

Dead, tongue dried;

Lost is lost; spilt milk, nay, orthodox

Howled all over for,

Gays only come for holding arms to

Ditch her into , it's brothel,

Love lorn, sex lorn, withered fast,

For no mutual respect born,

Where lust only bartered for a few

Mendicants for her flesh,

Beaten up, heard, they are bitten

Hard not to cry for times

May be ripped apart, only mistake

Was to stay with gay pimp,

Waiting to mint coins out of breath,

Justifying epic Mahabharata,

Where can I have justice, dear ,

When all turned for, not new,

Where I go, for they learnt the

Art to flesh trade, dear where,

God afraid of ,hence cancelled

His visitation rights; crooked

Gays in droves swan moving

To throttle the family women

Known for celibacy to share

To live and love to canoodle,

Emotions find nowhere to go,

Crying ,listening to her echoes

To self forlorn; it's brothel, where

Gays in droves forcing , suffocated

Choked feeling, years rolled by in

Stress, love lorn from young till

Evening of the years; no strait to

Feel the same; the one cry unseen

Tears, for strait may be laughed at,

Not understanding the gays tricks

To muffle the voice to live a decent

Life, where brothel cries relentlessly??

Chitra

Glittering glaciers

....

Glaciers melt not on minds waiting to

Collide at the rocks close by,

For, they are neither grown for her, nor

For extending a families;

Why challenges thrown on her, who can

Live to love and cuddle babies?

Political Rogues in India,

......

Whores' sons and daughters

On whites and saffron attires

Pimping on hungry families

Where gay harass by words

Women stand on celibacy

Know not how to escape

Vice like grip of mammonism,

...

Chitra

* Kashmir Chilly. *

...

"Watching Trump and First Lady", took

Me back to the past, when chairman

Gave her the salary first, a few hundreds

Extras, though not qualified, no service,

Inferior, though I reject the idea, into

Mirror, I see, grey reminds of growing ,

Increasing not decreasing, can I have?

Before I die, will they recognise? Before

Breathing last, " sex", delight not, zilch

Chemistry in mind, lost respect in love,

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Chitra KC

* When all fails,

.....

Ask myself not to give up, life is empty,

Where life doesn't make any differences,

Though Faces and Places new, climate

Too, not easy to , puzzling indeed, feel

Empty, dry, as hopelessness embraced,

Empty packets serve not sermon, eyes

Speak volumes, and volumes on for fear

Of ,in my sight, he absconded, didn't

Make out, what went wrong, thought ,

Dawned dry, learnt fishy, though ready,

In hostile ambience, things won't strike

Right, will the country bounce back?

Hope lost, for Rajini is disappeared into ...

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Chitra KC...