The Girlhood

THE GIRLHOOD :

I am a girl and I proud to be,

You kill me before my birth inside my mom’s womb,

But my mom taught me to pronounce you as papa.

My childhood seems too expensive for you,

You stole my bags, my shoes, my schools,

But I put on colours to your walls,

As everyone can’t afford branded goods.

I am a girl and I proud to be,

You make me tired with loads of responsibilities,

But I feel to put nail polishes at any moment of time is my birth right.

You called me stupid, dumb, brainless,

But I go on decorate your home with canopies of love and make it flawless.

I am a girl and I proud to be,

I pull the door while it is written push,

You got embarrassed that I can't use chopsticks,

But never left a bit of my gajar ka halwa with cashews,

I am a girl and I proud to be,

You left me at the middle of the road that I can't wear heels,

But I fought with the stars to smoothen your road which was thorny and up hilled.

I am not fascinated by your dashing hair style, your rocking bikes, comfort cars,tall buildings, couch and pop corns,

I feel goose bumps and butterflies inside stomach whenever you come home.

I am a girl and I proud to be,

You crushed on me as bad omen, you turn your back on my face, while I was abandoned,

I hold you in my womb, put you in all my prayer, you are the beginning,and  you are the rest.

I am a girl and I proud to be,

You rape my soul, throw me on the street,

I was the one who grasped your hand to save you from slip of feet.

You are tall; you slap me, pull my hair with braid,

I am short; I struggle with my toe to stand and to kiss on your forehead.

I am a girl,

I can pluck the stars, can thrash them, and throw them away,

But I am a girl,

I go on compiling your distorted dispersed life in the middle of the subway.

I am a girl and I proud to be,

You pass on caustic comments as I am a girl,

I make you feel warmth of my love,
in my arm embraced with your head swirl,

You questioned my presence,

You forgot! I am your wheel,
flip side of the world,
blessed with you around.

You sleep around with me,

I am your mother, your daughter, your wife,

Hey man, mind your language, it’s my lap,
you can't curse love, it’s eternal.

I am a girl and I proud to be,

I gave birth to you, I grew on with you, I made your life interesting,

You have piles of complaints against me,

But I believe the god who has created me for the flower of love harvesting.

I am a girl and I proud to be,

I don't need to be judged upon my dress,

I don't need to pay someone to get married,

I am a star, I shine in your world.

You are very clear how my life should be,

Weeds can’t decide how the fragrance of flowers would be.

I am a girl and I proud to be,

I laugh and I play,

My life is a long ever holiday,

It should be the payal around my feet not the chain,

I am the vast ocean, you are the bay.

I am a girl and I proud to be,

I am a mother, I am a daughter, I am a wife,

Wow my roles are not end here,

What on earth you left for me to be used as abuse and slang,

Being the custodian of tradition, I guarded on your flank.

You are the strongest of strong

If I am on your side, the war is of your own.

I am not here to compete; I am here to reciprocate,

I may seem tough, but

inside I am delicate.

You can go fast, avoiding me,

But I let you go far, if you are with me.

I am a girl and I proud to be,

I am alien to you from a different sphere,

You are not expected to learn me completely,
texts are blurred when keep it near.

Never judge me seeing half side of a moon,

Time may flip and get back to you very soon.

Read through me, feel its touch,

Girl is a human and world is not in your clutch.

God empowered me to give my verdicts of some,

I forgive you my treasure, time is vanishing on the verge of brume.

We are going to depart after death as you wish,

Let’s celebrate this event called life,

As I am your mother, your daughter and your wife…

Poetry by Shalan is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 4.0 International License.