I am a daughter.
I am a wife.
I am a mother.
Yes, I am a woman—
the creator of life,
the one who gives birth to an entire generation.
But beyond these relationships,
do I have an identity of my own?
As a daughter, I am expected to sacrifice.
As a wife, I am expected to compromise.
As a mother, I am expected to give endlessly.
Everyone sees the relationships I carry,
but who sees the woman behind those relationships?
Why must my identity always begin with
“someone’s daughter,”
“someone’s wife,”
or “someone’s mother”?
I was not born merely to fulfil roles.
I was born to live, to dream, to choose,
and to create an identity of my own.
It is time for women to step beyond the boundaries
that society has created for them.
Let us recognise our own worth,
raise our voices,
follow our dreams,
and build our own identity.
I am a woman.
I am not someone’s shadow.
I am an identity in my own right.
And now, it is time for every woman to say:
“Know me not only by the relationships I carry,
but by the person I am.”
Dusk finds me
Life settles down
The light
It turns from me
Something stirs below
Darken sky
One eye
Ember gaze
No fear
It knows me
Close calm sure
A familiar shape
Dark wings gather around
Home.
One wing guards them all.
SHE
She
Sitting on the beach
Her knees
Tucked in her hands
The tide
Cold, rolled
Onto her feet
And buried them
In sand
The Sun's last rays
Drowned that day
Waves now
Scold the land
None heard her say
In a funny way
I'm part of this plan
The ebb and flow
Life's cycles go
Happiness be damned
Yesterdays have slipped away
Tomorrows never planned
As for today
I'll wash away
My sins, myself, this strand
Remember me
Just as She
As fleeting momets can
A long ago memory of a girl sitting by herself
on a sandbar far off the beach enjoying her lonliness.
I was intriged how long she was there.
Even as the tides came in and began to bury her small island.
Illusionary.
They called us witches to keep us silent,
our words curling in smoke. They held
our heads under water, tied feet to a stake;
judged those without children or mark upon
skin. They accused us of misleading children,
that poor crops were due to our sin. Crone and
whore, bossy and loud; battle-axe and tart,
frigid and shrew. They called us witches to cover
our screams, they called us witches to hide
our power. They called us witches to spread myth,
they called us witches to dispel our magic. Strong
and independent, courageous and true; brave and
united, nurturer and proud. They call us witches?
A name begets importance. We call them, nothing.
This look in my eyes is all i have sometimes.
The fact that she can see my soul and I'm grateful.
Those times they see a revealing fear
that turns into a fearless drive.
she will see what i have is hers
she will see a want for greatness that i need her to be apart of
A yielding smile
A glance of gleam
A bounce full of joy
A glaring vison and dream
She's chaotic
Vigorous and playfully vicious
Unpredictable and all wound up
Safely zealous, energetic and always driven
In spite of my limits
I found what moves me so
The love of a woman
Good, true and grace in bond
I challenge myself to stay challenged
As the sun slips behind the horizon
my mind slips behind my courage
all my best moments are with her
She's chaotic
Vigorous and playfully vicious
Unpredictable and all wound up
Safely zealous, energetic and always driven
She's all i can take and I'm glad
High Above
Determination Climb
Look and Explore
Courage to try
Showing no Fear
Straight up
Majestic and Mighty
Careful Maneuver
One foot at a time
Desire and Assurance
Strength full of endurance
Leverage to the top
Pausing briefly at stop
Mountain Feat
Not giving into Defeat
Climbing, Climbing with victory on the mind
Until mission is complete
Horizon to see
Mountain and us.
Weird Witch cunning most sitting with scary ghost
eating rotten mutton toast and burnt butter toast.
Octopus spinning twisting terrifying tentacles
Witty Witch showing black magic, doing miracles.
Ghostly Gibbous Moon peeps through clouds, winks wizard.
Nocturnal owl whirling eyes turns back to attack limping lizard.
Eight eyes of black widow sparkled through wide window.
Moon cast ghostly shadow os shrubs in adjacent meadow.
Vigorous going on scry Halloween Dance.
All are exulted , hated to miss the chance.
Violent Viper always hyper continue shedding tears
' I love you , Dear' to whisper close to my ears.
Wicked Witch danced in guise of Fairy.
Suddenly showed her face weird scary.
Emerald eyed Mini Cat chased macro mouse.
arranging party in dark haunted log house.
Jumper Vampire hugged me swift to inspire.
gifting , a shiny sapphire : Me ! About to expire.
Vultures and Hawks coming in flocks ringing gingle bells.
Me in party at haunted house trembling and heart fails.
My heart has chosen you;
Pour love, into a hug, elected –
Why should I
Be beaten and abused
I'm as delicate as a
Flower and filled with muse
Why should I
Be silent I have a
Mind and a voice
My eyes are open
With plenty to say
Why should I
Be told what to do
With my own body
It belongs to me
Not to we
I AM WOMAN
Until proven innocent
A man is always guilty
Until proven guilty
A woman is always
innocent.
Beautiful Hungarian Lady
Do you remember that young guy?
You know my love, it's me
A rocker boy from the last desk,
in the classroom
I just watched you, just watched you
You, Eve, the amazing teacher
My love, I still loving you
I can't forget you, even though you far away
Yes, in the time, in the past
and in the real life
You live in Hungary, I live in England
Distance, distance, distance…
It's very bad, I am suffering a lot
Just feel it, my beautiful teacher
Dame, Queen, woman, the perfect
I love you, keep it in mind
I am always waiting for you
Don't be passive, open your heart
Our love is more than…
Our love is more than…
The Taj Mahal
Above, scarlet red steaks
a pure white sky,
its innocence taken
below, cracks that pit the path change
housed in its secret chambers
he dwells at the labyrinth’s center,
a monster Minotaur with dangerous desires
she drifts thus far
atop the stacks of stasis
without falling into depts
of the indecorous act
her guard guides her away
with gentle hands,
he trembles with anticipation
as she reaches the precipice
afraid of losing her as she
cannot perceive what’s ahead
cannot see what to expect
their anxiety trickles down,
of wants and needs
not fleeing from nor running to
though escaping,
to a rebirth forward
The tree in my backyard has been watching me since I was three.
As time passed, its gaze has never set me free.
In the light, it gives a shadow;
in the dark, it hides the light.
This tree makes my life just not right.
Like the other night, it knocked on my window, gave me a fright.
This damn tree is trying to take my life;
I know it looks at me like a killer with a knife.
So with an axe, I hacked it to the ground,
And joyfully, wildly, I danced around.
Abra cadaver
What’s all this palaver
You’ll saw her in half
Can I have her?
Born in the same home: Earth.
Raised with different beliefs,
women of opposing polarities,
each equally necessary.
You hold strong beliefs,
I’m more open to different ones.
You don’t need to question things too much,
I question everything.
Both feel equally trapped
by our outward appearances.
One wears Prada,
the other, a simple black tunic.
These garments -
just a form of protection.
Do we really need to carry
these shields?
I want to imagine the day when
we can dance naked in sisterhood,
keeping a harmonious equilibrium,
discovering that, deep down,
we are the same.
Exquisite curvy sculptures.
Made to Perfection.
Givers of life,
Creating a better world.
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