Woman

As a woman, I’m a taboo. I’m made of stuff that shouldn’t be named. Always controlled for the opinions of a sick society. Living with limits that old statements settle for my own safety, because they think I can’t handle all, that I’m weak, that I’m not good enough. Because doing it girly style, it will never be good enough.

They think I’m innocent and sometimes useless. But they don’t know me. I’m more than a body and more than their opinions.

I make mistakes like every human being. Time makes me wise and experiences make me strong. I fight back and never give up. I live fully without regrets. I don’t want anyone opinion, because I don’t ask for it. I don’t need anyone permission. And I’m going to keep doing stuff like a woman, because I’m a woman.

A proud, brave, wise and strong woman.

Reviews

[conversations with her ..]

beautiful just beautiful....

I'm new on here, so it would be an honour if you could review some of my poems!

[Murmur Muses]

Then the door swung open his heart, and his joy summer away
above the sea. He closed his eyes and prayed in silence soul..

[Deepak Belbase]

it's not just a piece of writing... but a warning to the people who think women are just a decoration piece & they are meant to establish the modesty and social values. But in my opinion, women are human like a man. A nature than could ruin and make paradise. Thanks for sharing your views.