"Sometimes being a woman seems to be a boon, and sometimes seems to be a sin"- Poetry which narrates what being a woman entails!
“Sometimes being a woman seems to be a boon, and sometimes seems to be a sin”- Poetry which narrates what being a woman entails!
Being a Woman- a boon or a sin,
Right from childhood to old age,
Trained to behave appropriately,
Whatsoever the circumstances demand.
Can’t afford to lose maturity,
Society dictates rules upon us,
What to wear, how to walk, whom to talk,
What not to follow, what to study, the list goes on!
Still the harassment continues in the midst of rules,
Some work like a robot supporting others 24/7,
But not taking care of self.
Showering unconditional love,
Expecting nothing in return except love and care from others,
But that too difficult at times,
As people fail to reciprocate in same wavelength.
Life of a woman is like a candle itself,
Candle lit by parents, slowly diminishes with age,
Burning within providing light everywhere.
Suffering everything silently,
Taught from childhood to make others content.
Sometimes the flame flickers at times of difficulties,
And then the wick goes further down and down,
With passing age, nourishing others.
Finally, at the end, smoke from the wick comes out.
When our soul gets released leaving behind,
What we wriggled and erected all along;
Born to struggle and care for others,
It seems selfish at times when you care for yourself.
Journey of life teaches her a lot more than her parents,
Faces of deceit, treachery, mockery, villainy
Comes face to face.
Being bold and courageous helps,
Never losing hope, she marches forward.
Sometimes being a woman seems to be a boon,
and sometimes seems to be a sin!
Image Source: Pixabay
A poet by heart, environmental and social activist,she is keen on social issues concerning women, children, nature lover and a dreamer. She desires to bring transformation in the mind of people raising voice on read more...
Women's Web is an open platform that publishes a diversity of views, indivisual posts do not necessarily represent the platofrom's views and opinions at all times.
Stay updated with our Weekly Newsletter or Daily Summary - or both!
When Dylan came home, I was happy I had a little brother. But soon, strange incidents began happening. No one could explain the hideous things he did or why he did them!
“Nobody loves me!” he cried, as he was forced to sit in the car. Dylan was red with rage and tears covered his face.
“That is not true. We love you a lot. You will be away just for a short while and then we’ll get you back home”. Mother didn’t believe her own words. For the first time she wasn’t sad that he was leaving.
“Bahu, you are this family’s Mahalakshmi. If you wake up late, how will it bode auspicious for this house and hearth? Go, take a bath first, and help me in the kitchen."
“Bahu, you are this family’s Mahalakshmi. If you wake up late, how will it bode auspicious for this house and hearth? Go, take a bath first, and help me in the kitchen.”
“Ma, I’m visiting my in-laws for the first time after marriage. I’m looking forward to this!” Aditi exclaimed.
The recent tweet by Anand Mahendra underlined the fact that women have to work harder than men to achieve the same, and this is true of all women - they succeed in spite of their challenges!
The recent tweet by Anand Mahendra underlined the fact that women have to work harder than men to achieve the same, and this is true of all women – they succeed in spite of their challenges!
Every girl with a mind of her own is a threat to the first system she encounters – her childhood home, where she often is a liability than an asset, a constant thorn in the flesh.
Who owns women? Only themselves. Unlike the ownership that is ascribed to men since time immemorial. It's time we realise this and change.
Who owns women? Only themselves. Unlike the ownership that is ascribed to men since time immemorial. It’s time we realise this and change.
Mention any cult or group, and we will find practises and norms laid down for women that would turn us contemporary women into outraged devils hungry for justice. There are many writings and ancient rules that further the restrictions placed on women to do things that were permissible to men.