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I wish I was a poet!

At times, I wish I was a poet
So that every word I utter is rhythmic
So that every line I write is poetic
where every poem I write has depth and meaning!

but all I am is human!
but all I write is feelings!

But I am not a Poet
I do not know
how to do magic with words,
I do not know
how to make room for me where Shakespeare sits!

 

but I will try,
I surely will!

I will try to find the path to your heart!
I will knock your heart’s door a couple of times
and pamper the storm of emotions you are going through!

 

but I will try,
I surely will!
to make you smile!

I will take you through the memory lane
make you feel, all over again, those forbidden emotions!

Do not worry,
It will be beautiful
to love the pain and not hate the past!

 

but, always remember!
I am not a poet
I am not at all master of words!
all I am is a human!

I have felt the pain you’re going through
and maybe that is why I can read it in your deep eyes
I have scars on my soul too
and maybe that is why I can see it on you through your thick skin too!

I am just another you,
I am just a part of you!
I am nothing but you!
I am you!

– Dharti Shethiya!

Posted in Poetry

The Son I Would Never Have

This not a poetry or a prose. This is something that I have seen so much lately that I just wanted to put it out!

I grew up in the body of a lady
I grew up with the life of a lady
I looked at the world like a lady
and
I loved men like a lady!

The men that I loved were
my father,
my brother,
my friend,
and
my lover.

Every time I came across these beautiful souls
with disturbed minds
I found the Son I would never have!

He will never look at a woman and rate her on her looks
He will never look at a woman and rate her on her clothes
He would not slut shame
He would not disrespect!

He will stand up for what he wants
He will stand up for what he believes in!

He would not mind crying if his heart is broken
He would not mind giving in at times if needed
He will listen to others
and
He will listen to his heart too!

Tomorrow,
When I have a son
I will never ask him to man up!
I will never ask him to grow balls!
I will never ask him to stay strong!
I will never ask him to not cry!

Today,
When I am with my men,
I will let them cry in my arms,
I will let them laugh their hearts out,
I will let them sing the songs of broken soul,
I will let them be them!