
She has her own style,
And preferences,
She wants to go out for a while,
Without fearing consequences.
Who is she you ask!
She is a Woman.
Being a woman is nothing small,
Nor does it make her your prey.
She doesn’t need to take a fall,
Unless,it’s for you to stay.
Who is she you ask!
She is a Wife.
You asked her that day,
“Study!Why should you?”
She said,”I need to, if in this world I want to stay.”
Studying is for Boys, and you had two,
Why stop her,when she begged you too?
Who is she you ask!
She is a Daughter.
For you she troubled her body,
And her frame,
You yet cried,you had no shame.
“What’s a good woman?”, you said,
She said,”Only a good man knows.”
Who is she you ask!
She is a Mother.
She looks upto you,
To be her strength,
And she just wants to be your friend.
She has your back,
No matter what,
Maybe that’s her fault.
Who is she you ask!
She is a Sister.
Defined by none ,
She writes her own story,
Burning through the world,
She turns ‘history’ to ‘her story’.
And when you dare,
Tell her about the things you think she can’t be,
She will smile and say,
“I am a woman,and you cannot stop me.”
This is for those who stay up all night,
For those with hidden fears ,
And for those who put up a fight.
This is for those whose laughs and giggles we hear,
Cover up their hurt,pain,and tears.
This is for Women!
-Sia Savla.
