ACHES [Wattys Winner 2015]

Woman

I am the woman,

Living in words of hope and sacrifice,

I am the woman,

Living in all human life with it's noble and vice.

Haunting truths of subjugation in broad daylight,

Comforting tears of loneliness in the night.

I don't need the world and it's grudges against me,

But still I stand without hope for it, as it needs me.

I have been a saviour,

Of people's expectations and inane being.

I have been a murderer,

Of my own convictions and thus my zest damping.

I have been oppressed.

I have been hurt,

Stripped off dignity and pride,

Stripped off my being and me.

I have been disparaged,

I have been modified,

People control my freedom,

People control my reasons.

They turn me into a commodity,

And ask me to act in a particular way.

I am tired of being nice,

I am tired of this world,

Where everyday a woman's dreams dies,

And her wings every day cut or furled.

I am tired of the do's and the don'ts

I am tired of the burden

Of acting, wearing, doing, thinking in

A way, considered apt for me.

I am the reason of life,

Even then, I am the bearer of all aches and detestation.

I give, give, give and give more,

Not because I am weak,

I don't need strength from this two-faced world,

They should just know,

The burden of their deed

I am carrying.

Needs more strength to

Let go of one self,

Than they can imagine.

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First of all, Its just a voice of common women. The poem isn't against men. It just stands for a woman. I hope you will receive it in that attitude only. :)

Thank you all! Love! :*