This poem has been selected by the e mag"The Scribblers " the topic was Womanhood .
I am A Woman
I am a woman , Made of flesh and blood
And you a man ,similarly clad ,
You lay the rules and ask me to follow ,
That, Which makes me feel vulnerable and hollow.
You call me the weaker sex , You in the garb of provider
Rob me of my individuality , And call yourself , my ,protector.
When your arms crush me I smile,
When you sneer and jeer and leer I blissfully comply,
Oh !! protector, you protect me from your own self.
My individuality is not acceptable to you,
For you my strength lies in my frailty
To be accepted ,I appear to be at your mercy ,To be loved I appear to die.
I make you feel complete I make you feel strong
I make you the ruler while I your vicinity throng
My body becomes one with yours And you let your heart to me belong
The rules are laid by you, The Game is played by me
To win I have to lose ,
Oh what a paradox !!
I am a woman , Destined to be a captive
Destined to rule through captivity .
For I am a woman , destined to rule
Destined to pull the strings holding your hands,
Guiding them from the shadows never to come to the forefront .
For I am a woman Destined to rule With Chained Hands .
~ Rajni Sinha