À l’heure du tout à l’image et du buzz sans suite, «l’express» souhaite faire découvrir la plume de poètes, de chanteurs, d’écrivains et de tous ceux qui jettent leur âme sur le papier, et qui mettent en mots des réflexions profondes.

Did you know?

I am a private property. Oh sorry, a very Public Property!

Cause whenever I walk

People whistle

Call me names

Pass on shitty comments

On my clothes

My hair

My breast

Cause my body belongs to you right?

That’s why I am molested

On the streets

In the bus

On subways

I’m not appealing

Or too revealing

Sorry for not being pleasing

I should enjoy it

It’s like tree

Whether you wanna pee

maybe just a graffiti

Or cut it

Or I think I’m a UV light,

Like the cats eyes

I shine bright in the dark

Hence noticeable

For assault

At your disposal

If I take any action

It’s provocation

It’s exciting

Am asking for it

Make the acid rain

It’s not your pain

it’s your strength against mine

Your grin against my scream

I am guilty

For I am a public property

That’s why we don’t talk about it; you’ve accpted an

omerta…

A pact of silence…

Through mea culpa

Bio

Vinita Hoolash

Pasione ek lavi, li retrouv bote dan poezi ek sians. So sourir ekler tout lespas ki li ete avek so lazwa deviv.