When sowed inside the soil,
I was a male
With Proud seed
And Power to create
And earth was a female
With an open part
Easily accessible.
Earth kept me inside the womb,
Until I sprouted out in the upper part of the world.
I grew up green…
Transformed into a female being…
Now, I am a female-: they say
I have to give birth..
I was male -: I complain…
They say -: You have both parts…
The male and the female
Who am I ? Who am I ?
I am a female today…
Leaf after leaf I shed,
Pollination occurs so often and so open
Breaking
The long saved wall called virginity
I give “births” not to one but many
Homos take out one at a time from single hole..
But me,
I take out thousands in my body’s whole..
Filed under: Poetry Tagged: | Identity Crisis, Very Feminist

Umm… dijju le creative way ma prastut garnu bhayo gender laai… keep it up dd!!!
Hey, nice writings. I’m compiling a list of interesting Nepali bloggers. Could you summarize your blog so I can put that in as the description?
The list is on my wordpress blog (click my nickname).
Thanks.