Poetry: Evolving

This site is having another growth spurt.. because..

You shall never see
the way you have seen me yesterday

for I am evolving…
I am transforming…

I was different then
As I am different now

Every morning I become a new being
As you shall see somehow…

 


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For Every Woman

For Every Woman

Saw this from a blog I’m currently reading.. In celebration of Woman’s month.. this is quite a tug on the heartstring..

For every woman who is tired of acting weak when she knows she is strong,
There is a man who is tired of appearing strong when he feels vulnerable.
For every woman who is tired of acting dumb,
There is a man who is burdened with the constant expectation of “knowing everything”.
For every woman who is tired of being called an “emotional female”,
There is a man who is denied the right to weep and be gentle.
For every woman who feels “tied down” by her children,
There is a man who is denied the full pleasure of shared parenthood.
For every woman who is denied meaningful employment and equal pay,
There is a man who must bear full financial responsibility for another human being.
For every woman who takes a step towards her own liberation,
There is a man who finds that the way to freedom has been made a little easier.

 

Dear Friend

you are my jewel, my most treasured possession.

the moments we share contains all the colors of the rainbow,
painted upon our bright blue skies

and when darkness comes, you still serve as my star
falling gently, giving radiance to our moonlit nights

i cannot let this all pass without saying thank you
a rose symbolizes my love for you that is true

so please my friend, my most treasured possession,
don’t leave my side, don’t let that happen

but if you have to go, please let me know
so I can at least prepare to stand on my own again

**an old poem… i even forgot when and for whom I’ve created this poem. XD

Breaking the Silence

**i got this from Rohini’s workplace..

My silence doesnt mean
I accept your sexual advance
My silence does mean I am in shock and disbelief
My silence does not mean I am available
My silence does mean I am scared of stories against me
if I openly resist

My silence does not mean
I give you the right to handle me the way you like
My silence does mean I silently suffer
When my dignity is not respected

My silence does not mean
I don’t want to stop you
My silence does mean
I am unable to resist you

I remained silent so long
In deep pain, depression and trauma
My silence instead made things better for you

I now break the silence

Dare not to torture me anymore
Dare not to harass me anymore
Dare not to exploit me anymore
Dare not to deprive me of my rights anymore

Because I now
Dare to confront you
Dare to reveal who you are
Dare to prosecute you
Dare to protect my rights
I’ve broken my silence

I will speak out

– Narmadha Devy
Campaign against harassment on women at workplace
Website: http://www.iwidindia.org