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I am a woman the mother of the land
He seeks beauty in long hair, slim figure, and almond eyes
I showed him the brunt face of my soul that howls and cries
Is beauty a set of set standard features? I pondered, then asked with a gaze
When found the question mark, my rebellious attitude he felt he has traced
He then made a new painting of mine, using the colors of impurity and deceit
What mistake did I make? I ran on a voyage to find the answer in the dark streets
A century passed, and then I found a mirror, saw my image pleading in it
Zipped lips, tight handcuff, blood-sucking mosquitoes, these all made me rigid
I started narrating my story loudly; it echoed and reflected me
Who are you??? I heard someone asking me this when I fell on my knee
Don’t you know me! I am a mother, a daughter, a sister, a wife, and a human
Oh! Why are you making it complex? Why don’t you simply say you are a Woman!
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© 2021 Fazila Nawaz
Fazila Nawaz (author) from Pakistan on March 11, 2021:
Thank you so much!!!
manatita44 from london on March 11, 2021:
I love it! Exquisite!