The Woman You See Everyday

She is the essence of beauty

The aura of humanity

You witness in her the budding of life

You see in her the love in its purest,

She reflects in her the calm water of the lake

She buries in her the eternal pain of sacrifices,

She drapes around her the weight of her unvoiced wishes

She quivers and falls just to stand upright,

Her silence speaks of her unlimited experiences

Her voice tunes out her hidden wisdom.

She wears serenity as power

She lightens up the shadows of the universe,

Lilies do adorn her hair

Vanity does attract her minds’ affairs;

She is the woman you see everyday

She is the woman with a ‘bindi’ on her forehead.

She breathes fire

Her harnesses long torn

Her scars worn as badges

Her words meant to tear you open,

She is no longer silent

She voices out her wants

She needs nothing that she won’t want.

She quotes of bloody days

Her strength marks her territory

She owes her beauty to none

For she experiments whatever she wants to be done.

She bears no nonsense

For she fights for her rights

Like the Lilith out of the dark.

Her stilettos demand success

Her red lipstick speaks of her boldness,

Her hair blown wild

Her mind ready to conquer

For survival is no longer on her list

She plans to rule for the sake of her own wishes,

She strives, she fights, she falls, she rises

She refuses silence,

She is out there kicking asses

She slays injustice with confidence

Her knowledge dominates her complexes

Her power molds with every arrow she losses

She is no longer the pawn in the battle field

She is the knight that wears the crown of the king,

She is the woman you see everyday

She is the woman in silver ‘armour’.