We all love to read poetry specially when it comes to poetry of love. But here I present to you 1 best poem that will change your views about Islam and Islamic way of understanding Feminism. This poem that you are about to read depicts the two side of a coin. On one side you will see how society treats females and on the other side you will find how Islam treats females by its laws and regulations.
FEMINISM THROUGH MY LENSES
In a curious tone, I enquire her,
"Why is gold forbidden for men in Islam?"
"Perhaps because men themselves are gold!"
Poisonous patriarchy smiled wickedly,
As her answer mingled with the air.
A husband chides his working wife
Discovering the cost of the new cupboard
Furious, she reminds him upright
of her ownership over her earnings
Let alone consider her rights
Over his debit card, his cashes!
Patriarchy smiled harder this time.
On seeking a leg piece during lunch,
"Be not picky, girls eat any piece without fuss!"
Comes a cold command.
Patriarchy prevailed, wearing its pride!
Lo! when did I claim to be a feminazi?
See where I unapologetically stand
Amid the fine line between patriarchy and feminism
As vaguely mirrored by this religion.
I hold an ideology
Where daughters are pearls precious
Mothers are prioritized thrice more
Wife completes half of his religion
Having authority over her earnings
A portion of her partners, deserving!
Men and women are equally valued
Rewarded for their values and practises
Differently yet equally equipped
With rights, and responsibilities!
Where covering a woman's body
Is in no way curtailing her liberty
But an epitome of chastity
Requirement for modesty!
Don't bash me, calling a pseudo feminist!
I never broke your mouth for being a patriarch!
Neither am I a pious piece of diamond
But allow me declare, position of a woman
Embodied by the divine perfection!
Which demeans not woman, nor man
You shouldn't either, dear man!
Or poor woman, who knows not
Where on the pedestal she does stand!
©Nazifa
Now as you have read this poem, kindly feel free to comment about your thoughts on feminism and Islam. Does Islam really oppresses women??
But before that I have one bonus poem for you. All of us have searched or read about posts like Why I accepted Islam or how long does it takes to convert to Islam. Here is a poem which briefly describes authors journey towards Islam and how ignorant and indifferent she was before Islam. However the catch is that she was always following Islam. Then why does she has to have a journey?
Your address
The universe when was illegible
To the heart awfully gullible
Your address precious was provided
Bore the lane where you resided
Via five daily conversations
And learning recitations
In a tongue we barely knew
Teachings sacred were new.
So we ran as far as the eye could see
Spring flourished, things were glee
Uncared of where you reside
No sign of gloomy eventide
Thoughtful with lavishing wishes
Tasting life's sweet, spicy dishes
Races after whims wasteful
Seldom wholeheartedly grateful
Lost the way, took a cart different
A forlorn soul so indifferent
To reach the address I already had
Perplexed with the truth we were fed
The wrong route led nowhere
Vanishes mirage by a giant tear
A crack appears which i despise
Autumn leaves-boons in disguise
Turned are tables with daylight
A golden era after a long night
Homesick with a quest for domicile
I cross a river longer than Nile
How you have forever been near
Took aches and ages to remember
Closer than the jugular vein
Victorious reach, but uncertain.
If you are reading this then I appreciate you for giving your precious time. Kindly comment about anything you want to know regarding the poems, authors and topics that you will love to read in this blog. Such rare beginning heapens seldom. Comment now!!
But before that I have one bonus poem for you. All of us have searched or read about posts like Why I accepted Islam or how long does it takes to convert to Islam. Here is a poem which briefly describes authors journey towards Islam and how ignorant and indifferent she was before Islam. However the catch is that she was always following Islam. Then why does she has to have a journey?
Your address
The universe when was illegible
To the heart awfully gullible
Your address precious was provided
Bore the lane where you resided
Via five daily conversations
And learning recitations
In a tongue we barely knew
Teachings sacred were new.
So we ran as far as the eye could see
Spring flourished, things were glee
Uncared of where you reside
No sign of gloomy eventide
Thoughtful with lavishing wishes
Tasting life's sweet, spicy dishes
Races after whims wasteful
Seldom wholeheartedly grateful
Lost the way, took a cart different
A forlorn soul so indifferent
To reach the address I already had
Perplexed with the truth we were fed
The wrong route led nowhere
Vanishes mirage by a giant tear
A crack appears which i despise
Autumn leaves-boons in disguise
Turned are tables with daylight
A golden era after a long night
Homesick with a quest for domicile
I cross a river longer than Nile
How you have forever been near
Took aches and ages to remember
Closer than the jugular vein
Victorious reach, but uncertain.
If you are reading this then I appreciate you for giving your precious time. Kindly comment about anything you want to know regarding the poems, authors and topics that you will love to read in this blog. Such rare beginning heapens seldom. Comment now!!
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