A verse dedicating to all the girls who fought for women's right and dared to be the change they want :
Awaited: my heart
feels,
Serene: my soul
writes,
thou untold fairy-tales,
buried in thy insularity,
captivated,
with patriarch times,
where there lives
the intrepid girl,
who dares to fall
& rule the world,
not being the queen
who marries a king,
who never awaits
for her prince.
Who never fails
to be feminine,
who never cursed
her maternity,
& proves the world
"females are never commodity."
Wavering:
my hands
Applauds,
Shivering: my body
Talks,
Thou wars of identity
stories of inferiority
history of her betrayed inadequacy
Covered in the shades of minority
Named as the second gender of world
In the world of so called
“the ruler’s world”
But they stood,
for their fights
Alone in the world of no rights
Who knew ‘All are equal’
From the nature
From the god
Who built the human race.
Who is sure
About her existence,
About her importance,
As a mother
for this world
To continue forever
To establish a sequence
And provide evidence
Of her equality.
Applauds,
Shivering: my body
Talks,
Thou wars of identity
stories of inferiority
history of her betrayed inadequacy
Covered in the shades of minority
Named as the second gender of world
In the world of so called
“the ruler’s world”
But they stood,
for their fights
Alone in the world of no rights
Who knew ‘All are equal’
From the nature
From the god
Who built the human race.
Who is sure
About her existence,
About her importance,
As a mother
for this world
To continue forever
To establish a sequence
And provide evidence
Of her equality.
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