One last step and she would be off the cliff. "I fall or I fly," she breathed. The good part was she was born with wings.
Countless pieces now remain Of what was once one. Yes, broken is what I am. So is this it? It could be the end. For everything points so. Both those on this side And the opposite one. To break they might get But to remain broken Is what I get To choose or not. Yes, [...]
If I could fly, I would fly high, Way beyond the clouds, In big, beautiful rounds. I would cover every land, Both of water and sand. I would feel the wind in my face, As I flew around with grace. But no matter where I go, If you ever need me so, I will fly [...]
Flapping their wings, Noiselessly gliding, I see them. Dropping a tinge of colour In a monotone concrete-scape, I see them. Spreading a magic Of smiles around, I see them. Telling of what could come Out of a cocoon, I see them. Knowing they see me, Just like I see them, I see the butterflies.
Fat, thin, fair, dark, short, tall, proportionate, disproportionate or whatever kind of body you have, LOVE it! For as long as you are healthy and not popping pills for some serious disorder or worse still, in the hospital, you are fine. Trust me, you are! The very fact that you have enough time and opportunity [...]
Fine, birthdays and anniversaries I get. They mark another full year of an event. But how does one mark a woman's never-ending ordeals, passions and sacrifices? By a day?? Isn't it a bit like being unfair to someone through the year and then going and wishing them on their birthday? For oh, how grateful you [...]
Those dreamy tales Of knights and damsels I blame For my unrealistic expectations. The ones that told me To wait To be saved With patience and poise. What they didn't tell Was the harsh truth That all knights were busy Saving themselves. So if a damsel Waited too long, She'd rather be prepared For her [...]
I spent my life in foreign lands. So many men have tried to kill me, I don't remember all their names. I have been sold like a broodmare. I have been chained and betrayed. Raped and defiled. Do you know what kept me standing through all those years in exile? Faith. Not in any god. [...]
Recently, a question was thrown open to WordPress bloggers as to what they would do if anything was possible. It got such an overwhelming response that a few days later, it was asked again. Even I had put out my views in the form of my post A World Free of Guilt But now when I [...]
So what is it like To be a woman? If anything, I'll be honest. It's tough, very very tough. To be a living, breathing person But to be eyed as Just another object for gratification Is tough. To have an avalanche of Emotions, opinions and plans But to keep them all bottled up Is tough. [...]