Yes I am a woman, Married and with children. And you say you are attracted to me- Well I doubt what’s there to attract?
I am age over to be attracted. My beauty fades every day with my chores, My eyes just the reflection of wavering moods- They might sparkle and next second fill tears!
But every day you say I attract you, And surely I assume, It’s just physical. You seek just the bodily pleasure!
I wouldn’t much think on my assumption, I know I am right. Because I am a Woman and that makes, Me understand you are a Man.
A man with unbridled emotions and passions, A handsome man every woman shall fall for. I am too old to rise if I fall- I have fallen more than any woman might have!
It’s a waste of time of yours, To play with the attraction word! Because I am an intricate woman, Who can read the mind of a lascivious man!
The poem is an eye opener to men who flirts with married woman . The essence of the poem is very realistic and true. The word Love has lost its sanctity and in fact in the present day context it means lust and not true love. Falling in love is not a crime but with a perverted intention is surely un pardonable. Of course a married man or woman could never ever fall truly in Love because they would have already shared physical and emotional intimacy with their life partners. Hearty congrats for a well written,meaningful poem
I was born with a face less fair, God painted me with charcoal, they said! So by now you get it, I’m black! A progeny of the slaves, a colour of destruction and evil fate! My colour became my identity
That essence Those hands, that body that caresses who breastfeeds us that gives us life starting an eternal struggle who always leaves his teachings Their loves his consolations That essence that multiplies in the sister, in the aunt, in the
I was doing so well. At least so I thought. Maybe For ONE moment, I was over you. Maybe For ONE moment, I was happy. But Suddenly, I saw something, Something amazing, So sophisticated, Made me eager, and intrigued. It
allow me this privilege of seeing you in , the unlit room in a chilly night, alone and guiltless, as night unmask your face, assumed Venus in the cowl shawl, splendor on the door it would admit, the dream of
Of all things sentimental. She came through the door wearing a suit of armor. The door closed behind her with a rattle and tick of swaying arms. With rust around her eyes she longed to be melted down. A drop
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12 Comments on "Yes A Woman"
Well written Laya. I liked it.
🙂 Thank you ammu aunty
Wow! That’s a daring one.
Thank you geemme…
A classic poem!
Thank you so much @theflow..glad you liked it…
Yes amazingly written!!!
Thank you 🙂
nice …open and candid..
Thank you Viswas sir 🙂
The poem is an eye opener to men who flirts with married woman . The essence of the poem is very realistic and true. The word Love has lost its sanctity and in fact in the present day context it means lust and not true love. Falling in love is not a crime but with a perverted intention is surely un pardonable. Of course a married man or woman could never ever fall truly in Love because they would have already shared physical and emotional intimacy with their life partners. Hearty congrats for a well written,meaningful poem
Thank you so much @Ramapriya for that long feedback..I go with all your words…