A Woman
Her eyes were the calming breeze
Hair soft as Earth,
No one could ever imagine
The pain she felt while giving birth.
She gets angry
She gets sad,
But still holds a smile
After getting hurt so bad.
Put on bars
Of steel and cement,
How poor you are in
Thrashing her limits.
She wants to breathe
Those molecules of life,
Tired of playing roles
Of
Sister, daughter, mother and wife.
None recognizes her value
They just know how to tame,
Her smile, Her happiness, Her emotions
For them , it's a game.
Just look into her eyes
How much pain and power she holds,
Make her feel special and wanted
She's much more precious than gold.
-REEVES
Copyright © Reeva Kour | Year Posted 2020
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