I am a Woman
There is a storm within me that is very chaotic,
Making me restless with the clock’s every tick.
They say I wear my heart on my sleeves,
Then why do they fail to hear my screams?
My every nerve is burning with passion,
That ain't going to fade like a fashion.
You roam like an open bull because you have freedom,
And you squash my rights, why? Am I not a part of this kingdom?
If I am independent, then it hurts your ego.
You are doing nothing but belittling yourself, amigo.
At every step, you remind me that I am a woman,
Let me tell you, it is not a shame, but my superpower, oh man!
I heard that women are always below men on the list,
Oh please! It's because of me that you exist.
You may seal my lips,
And clamp my wings,
But Oh! Your aim is wrong,
You are choosing your own downfall.
Because that's not my tongue
But my mind that run.
If you cut my wings on the spot,
I would run, but never stop.
You use your force to bind me in shackle,
And forget that I am a human, not your cattle.
You may beat me, harass me, crush me or kill my character,
I will still shine like a star in a theater.
You may pull me down and trudge my name in the mud,
I will stand up and fly like a free bird.
Every time you would try to make me weak
I would come up stronger and choose not to weep.
You cannot crush my ambition and make me bow,
As the highest heights, or the sky, are not my limit now,
Until I have a voice, I would roar,
Letting my unheard piece be heeded by shores.
No one, I repeat no one could make me feel small,
I am a woman, not your rag doll.
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The poem is not specifically targeted at anyone. What I just wrote is a reflection of what I have observed and experienced. I hope you enjoyed it. I am new to this platform; please follow me. Be happy always :-)
