Tag: Women
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My becoming!
I always wished my younger self To know that I’m empowered That Being a girl is a blessing, an asset That being happy is nobody’s prerogative but mine And I must shine in my grit and convictions I must reflect life’s fervor and beauty And rule the unruly way That I mustn’t comply to the…
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Touch-Me-Not
#Poattic-7 A touch-me-not shies away from feel, Should a woman do so too? Is that why she’s named Lajwanti? Lajjo, she’s called by dear ones, Who abandon her, when she becomes unchaste, Merely because prying lusful eyes have combed her being, Or a rough touch invades her body. Perhaps, her silence speaks like a river…