We, The Womenfolk

Illegible scribblings, 

unreadable, indecipherable scrawling,

ideas, notes, 

committed to paper, 

jotted hurriedly in the margins,

and then in the vacant hours,

in spare moments,

this graffiti,

this cacography,

takes a shape, 

a body, a structure

with rising and falling contours.

The messy writings

transforming

into beautiful verses, 

spell binding poems. 

Just like we womenfolk.