a muslim woman
begs on the graveyard of a mound
around her mocking her despair
dead laughter surrounds
ghosts spirits her living death
astound
a few coins in her hand
deathly silence no sound
covering her beggary
her shame
born as a Muslim Woman
by other moving men and women
frowned
she in her hijab
her winding sheet
buried live above ground
we are building
masjids madarsaas
womens home childrens home
homlessness no home [...]

muslim woman
her future bleak
imprisoned
in the flesh
of her hijab
her self respect
as a woman
her dignity seek
male dominated
oppression
so to speak
where her voice
re echoes
a spineless squeak
muslim woman
a piece of
immovable furniture
antique
the mullah
her main critique
muslim woman
more dead than alive
a thought oblique
hit on one side
she offers
the other cheek
muslim woman
just wont shriek
in a muslim society
at its peak
muslim woman
a component
unique
a choked
river
on a dead creek
picture [...]

beauty in the eyes of a hijab
sparkles and shines
but yet
more than your
dresses with
plunging necklines
slithering waistlines
why is it a simple
garment like the hijab
make headlines
a hijab
covering a Muslim Womans
modesty no other designs
says Taslima Nasrin Burn the Hijab
an atheist giving Islam
some new guidlines
she should not get
Indian citizenship
if this how she our
culture maligns
send her back to
Bangla Desh
no more Lajja-less [...]