Wild Women


Wild wild women,
We are so different.
How can we be you,
Or you be us?
Our walk,our talk,
The way we work,
Oh! all so different.
How can we be you,
Or you be us?
Our body,
Every month that silent pain,
Quietly befriends us.
Does it match yours?
How can it?
The vital essence,
Of change we carry.
That varied roles we play,
From home,
To the outside space,
Wild wild women are we,
We clothe,we dress,
Sometimes curtain ourselves,
But no their eyes can never,
Get curtained.
So when we wear that makeups,
And a sleeveless dress.
They think it to be ,
An attraction for a male gaze,
She is not that silly,
Her world – beyond that gaze,
Is perhaps an inner happiness.
This is how we differ.
So how can we be you or you be us?
From a dirty water emerges,
A lotus.
Will she not let you see her?
Yes, and that is Nature and
With her we stand,
Wild beautiful women,
Free from the cages,
That once mutilated,
Her wings,her dreams and so on.
We choose to remain different,
Yes,we were born different.
Not from the ribs of Adam,
But from this fertile Nature,
With a womb,a gift – sacred and fruitful.
So how can we ever be you ,
Or you be us?
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