Good, Bad, Right, Wrong, Morale, Immorale
Praise, Insult, Pretty, Fat, Ugly, Hot and Sexy
Off goes both mouth and mind with a labelling song,
On a woman’s soul, character, past, present and future
Neutrality ain’t existing?
With a grey zone persisting
And a dame needn’t fall in ANY bracket
Of the mind’s verbose labelling jacket
When you and I do it…..why won't he and they
For when is a woman’s career even of the slightest significance
Indeed one’s value is what that one say
At all times the prey of the society’s lens
The creativity of our mind
The products of our hand
The idea of our intellect
The passion in our soul
The joy of the heart in doing what its doing
The rhythm of the feet in seeking its path
Now do your math
Is anything more worthy than all of THIS?
Carving a niche
No matter how miniscule it is
Breaking through every leash
Immeasurable indeed is the reward
Tube tops, spaghetti tunics
Ankle length jeggings
Knee length shorts don’t define us
A chic with a mind of her own
Wont at any time let her self-respect
It ain’t the money, it ain’t the recognition,
It ain’t even the praise or a salary raise.
But the subtle joy that emnates
From the sheer result of her beads of sweat
And drops of blood…
That maketh her day “Ah…well lived”
I don’t suppose you would get it unless you went to bed
With the same sigh….a sigh of relief. A sigh of achievement
Perhaps accomplishment.
Even your kith and kin would steal the magic out of your firework
Peace and ecstasy in the corner do lurk
Keep Heading….Heading Heading Forward
Ignoring people who think you are too coward
If you aren’t the one to save yourself
Don’t even imagine the Prince Charming to come himself.
As blossoming flowers do we rise
Fragrant and magical in colour and shine
The pureness of white and the serenity of a lotus
All in the head of every girl fetus
If we aren’t allowed to live..
Well who else should be?