BY MAHIMA SHARMA
At the stroke of the midnight hour,
O Woman, awake, arise and raise the bar,
Unchain yourself, set yourself free,
O Woman! Don’t Try to be what you aren’t supposed to be.
No one but you, holds yourself in captivity,
No one but only you, can open up to Life’s beauty.
Responsibilities beckon you…I agree,
But make yourself too…a priority.
Don’t be a Hindu Goddess with eight hands,
To become a Superwoman under multiple brands.
The title is enticing and calls out to blend,
But stress, loneliness, isolation is all you get at the end.
You are born to live happy & stress-free,
So don’t try to be what you aren’t supposed to be.
Be anxious, be curious, be a hyper soul,
Diamond can’t be used where one needs the coal.
Reach out to make weaknesses your strength,
Your identity awaits you…at an arm’s length.
Pick up the Quill, make words your power
Educate women around you, let knowledge be a shower.
Give the unnecessary in life a rejection decree,
Dream to be, what you are supposed to be.
Broken heart or trust is a shattered glass,
Marks stay behind even on mended brass,
So, high time O Woman…realise your own worth,
The World will bow to you, only if you unearth,
Wipe tears, attempt to fly…till you succeed
Coz only with time a seed becomes Banyan tree,
So unlock your life, be it’s own key
Rise like a Phoenix, coz that’s what you are supposed to be.