I must be strong to be a Man!

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Loitering around my dream
I still stand upon my reality.
I live in a structure-non-matriarchal;
My utter disbelief of gender
Lies underneath my sex.
I’m a man,I must be strong:
The social sparrows are surveiling.

I mustn’t cry;I have to avoid feminity,
I must be strong to be a ‘Mard’!

I remember those days of infantry:
My mother lullabies in the darkest nights;
I watched her those days-
She didn’t cry,only sweated enough
As I have to become a gentleman;
She knitted her dreams with black threads
As I must become strong.

I mustn’t cry;I have to sweat.
I must be strong to be a ‘Mard’!

I remember those days of adultery
When my boyhood heart was broken
By the scars of love-immature thoughts
And the failures:I broke down but not she;
She wip’d out my tears,smiled
And patted my back,
And empowered me to walk farther.

I mustn’t cry;I have to go farther
I must be strong to be a ‘Mard’!

Now I’m in my manhood days,
I know how to cope with my weaknesses,
I can walk in the darkest allies with smile.
I have tasted my soil of failure to fly.
I have become stronger than that little child.
My mother walks through the patriarchy now,
She smiles whenever she faces me.

I mustn’t cry;I have to make her smile
And all the mothers,hiding pain
Under the smiling faces of untold journey:
The strength behind these smiles triggers me!

I don’t need to be a ‘Mard’;I must be a ‘Man’!

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