Category: PoAttic-7
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SuperWoman… I am not This
Super Woman That is not what I longed to be But I was just made in the journey That I didn’t even want to walk I wanted to be Ordinary Like the leaf With hues of gold and green. That would drift with zypher And would be left to wander I never wanted to be…
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#Superwoman
You are born of stardust Millions of shimmering, sparkling particles course through you The brilliance of their sharp edges have chiseled you Enough to sprout wings and fly Fly Icarus like, close to the sun … But your wings are carved of brave spirits Strewn across a galaxy of sacrifice and wrongs yet to be…
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Viribus
A pristine kitchen, a well kept house She weeps in a corner quiet as mouse . An imported rouge, hides a bruise A skin beautified by a lightening course . Her skills at darning, a thing to behold She must look smart, but not be bold . Lined with kohl, the doey eyes Make her…
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In Bits and Pieces I Exist…
#Poattic-7 In bits and pieces I exist. My excellence is attributed to a parent, My attitude to another parental house At the base of my cup of existence Lie dregs of doubt. A muddy mixture Of miscegenation, races, time and breed. I wonder who I am? Probably, just another lineage Line drawn, tacked with inheritances…
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Flying high, A Superwoman
#PoAttic-7 To wake up at the crack of dawn, Not to the snoozing alarms But to the concerns, love and care for her loved ones, Is definitely not a Superwoman. . Bundling her joy to celebrate her dear ones success, Ignoring her inner voice to listen to the untold stories of her children And armouring…
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Am I or Am I Not A Superwoman?
I’m a superwoman, Never to appease you, No matter how you tag, I’m only a human, Let not this be a snag. . I’m a superwoman, You say, and impose chores, Displaying me as art, Relishing my act thus, And, I’d follow your chart. . I’m a superwoman, Whenever I choose so, In my way,…
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Teddy's Thoughts.
#POATTIC-7 #SuperWoman . I’m Teddy! Been living on your bed, For the past thirty years. Watched you grow, your wings spread, Saw you flourish, felt your fears. . I’ve admired you sewing your wedding dress, To save a few pennies. Mourned with you when, due to stress, You lost your first baby. . Cried…
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Womanhood
‘Poattic-7’ Super was she, super she is and will remain super forever. She gives birth,forgets sleep to nurture her treasure. As a daughter, as a sister in the family, she spread the laughter. With a smile she took the burdens of being a wife and mother. Strong in mind,soft at heart she binds the family…