She
Updated: Jul 12, 2021
This series is an ode to Womenhood.
To all our smiles, our pains. Our love, our mains.
May there always be more solidarity in our souls and fire in our eyes.
To the rainbow filled lives we live with the burden of the patriarchy on our shoulders.
S1: Calm in her chaos
Though it was paralyzing
She didn't stop moving
It hit her hard
But she wasn't bleeding
There was a fire burning
But her eyes were wet and running.
There was a chorus,
but no one was signing.
Found herself in a saint,
yet her mind was running insane.
There was calm in her chaos.
heart vs mind was the toss.
A moment to spare while staring at the sea..
lost in her thoughts, yet how clear was she.
-MK
S2: Mental Notes
She's life, she figures,
not just someone wife, who quivers.
She fire and rage,
All things that defy a cage.
She ran through the streams and learnt to stay afloat,
your behavior and patterns, she's taking mental notes.
Be mindful, she will conquer
She, has taught you the art of being stronger.
Remember, whom you went down for on one knee?
How loud is the answer screaming – she!
-MK
S3: Crawling under the Shelf
Years she's been at it,
Fighting the demons of the world that stayed as is.
Years she's been sore and emotionally stirred,
Yet as loving, nurturing and kind while she was unheard.
Years of agility that's gone in vain,
how she was convinced she has only gained.
Today she stands first for herself,
Its past, those nights of crawling under the shelf.
About time, give up thee
her soul needs healing and so does she.
-MK
S4: Adding to cart
Our lives, our struggles,
our fights, our differences,
our dresses, our vanity and our loving insanity.
Our love, our hate,
our finest hour and yet the wait.
Our anger, our rage,
our pure magic of defying age.
Our strength, our power
the ability to empower.
Our soul, our hearts
the never ending story of adding to cart.
Our laughter, our smiles
the friendships that go miles.
Our smirks and our glee
raise a toast to a world of SHE.
-MK
S5: Queen Bee
She's fierce, she's fire..
She's an angel, devil and all that you desire.
Days when she's all over the place,
Oh them days when you can't catch up with her pace!
There is peace and there is rage,
Everyday, she'll look like she hasn't aged.
Love is her and she is love,
She knows better and will rise above.
With a heart so pure, you'll get cured,
And a smile so warm, behold to be allured.
You'll be lucky, if she's your queen bee
Her vibes are strong and so is she.
-MK
S6: Pleased for their thirst
Years and decades have gone,
she was promised and yet again conned.
Her tale of struggles,
lifetime to keep up with the juggle.
What equality is that?
Whole gender is at war for..
How is this world apt?
When her generations have been ignored!
Who’s playing the game of me first?
An entire genders needing to be pleased for their thirst!
Was she a décor you settled for?
Or is there any other reason you forced her indoors?
Ever wonder she was born just like you?
Yet why is one gender’s freedom still due?
Did you raise your daughter right?
And treated your wife with spite?
Just what did you assume the young child will learn?
When she questions you, why do you assume its never your turn?
Is there a way out?
Because we have been looking..
Is there a number on times we should come about?
Because years have gone by to unanswered doors we have been pushing.
-MK
S7: Her State
In the middle of a storm
Her mind and her heart,
Will she fight and reform?
Will she always be the imaginary equal part?
In the middle of a storm
Her laughers and screams,
Does anyone remember when this became the norm?
Does anyone recall her end of the dreams?
In the middle of a storm
Her balance and her sanity
Why was she denied the platform?
Why aren’t we questioning the obvious vanity!
In the middle of a storm,
No ones knows this is her state,
She will show up and laugh out loud as if its her uniform,
They say worlds opening a new door, unaware of the closed gate.
-MK
S8: Dear Society
Here we are and here we go,
Look at us while we grow
Life learnings from a cruel world, and moving forward,
From awkward unpleasant encounters to beliefs and thoughts altered.
We will take our own leap of faith and own that mess,
We will wear them pants and we will wear that dress.
Dear society, keep the talk about that tradition a little less,
We are determined to say a lot of NO and a whole less of yes.
Strength in our being,
And love in our core,
We will march up to fight for our own.
An ode to our hurdles that made us grow,
To the end we will see, we leave the world a better place, better than we have known.
-MK
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