A Man Not Allowed To Scream – Poem That Express Pain

A Man Not Allowed To Scream – Poem That Express Pain

The tantrum of office,

The great Indian politics,

All those unbearable gestures,

I am good for nothing,

Shouts and uselessness I feel,

Because I am not allowed to scream,

Yes, I am a man and I do bleed.

 

I satay bachelor’s life,

The landlord’s call, to increase the rent,

The maid is unhappy, asking for more money,

I am tired for the day,

But I am not allowed to scream,

Yes, I am a man and I do bleed.

 

Family is far away, affection, I lack,

Interior of my soul, love is what, I lack,

Yet I am not allowed to scream,

Yes, I am a man and I do bleed.

 

To kill that loneliness, I try to make new friends,

Feeling affectionate towards one,

Getting closed, Alas!, She didn’t have that feeling,

Here once again I am rejected.

Yet I am not allowed to scream,

Yes, I am a man and I do bleed.

 

In the world of stress,

I do not starve for sex,

I do not starve for lust,

All I need is warmth of love,

Secured world where I won’t be hurt.

Yet I am not allowed to scream,

Yes, I am a man and I do bleed.

 

Patriarchy set by our ancestors,

Is now a curse for me, who said me don’t cry,

Man: Full of emotions, yet not allowed to wet his eyes,

I am not allowed to scream,

Yes, I am a man and I do bleed.

 

Imprisoned in his own jail,

gasping for freedom of bail,

Society is wagging it is raging tail.

 

Freedom of expressions is underused by men,

Because men are not allowed to weep,

I am a man and I too bleed.

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