What makes a woman? Is it her charm, her beauty, her innate warmth, her mind or just some number (36-24-36). With these weighty questions in mind, I wrote this poem defining what I feel is being a woman.
Sometimes it is the darkness of my eyes,
or the voluptuousness of my lips,
Sometimes it is my cascading waves
or the gentle curve of my hips.
Sometimes it is what I wear,
or how I walk.
Sometimes it is what I say,
or how I say it.
Some men take these reasons
to keep me tight in their palms,
or batter me with their brutal acts.
Reduce me with their cruel words,
or burn me with their cold indifference.
I can only laugh at them.
Because it is the
steel of my mind
the warmth of my laugh
the tenderness of my heart
the fire of my spirit
the joy of my face
the strength of my character
that makes me a woman.
And nothing you do or say can take that away.
They laugh at me because I am different. I laugh at them because they are all the same. 🙂
Like a caged bird I feel
Who has forgotten to sing
Or spread her wings
Unknown shackles chain me
Stopping me to live my life
On my own terms.
I hear strong voices
From all around me
Of the people who matter
And those who don’t
Everybody telling me
What’s good and what’s not.
In the turning point of life
I have forgotten to listen
To the voice that matters the most
My inner self
It tells me to break free
From the norms that these
Unknown voices have bestowed on me
To break free
To fly high
To taste life
The way I want.
The caged bird wants to fly away in the sky.
This poem/post is written by my kid sister Dr. Nitya Balagopalan who is a medical intern. When she is not saving the world and helping patients, she puts pen to paper and brings out such beautiful thoughts. Read on..
I sit alone with eye open wide
Staring at the dark, black sky
With prodigious dreams
I think of a life beyond these tangled seams.
I may not talk, I may not speak,
It’s only ’cause my thoughts are big.
Think of a life beyond these tangled seams,
Shout out loud and spread those wings
Into the liberated world of your dreams.
You may struggle and may fall
But stay put and stand tall.
Life is too short and frail
Dream on and set the sail
Just like the vast ocean that always
quietens the storm
Even the seemingly verdict less life
has an outcome.