Thursday, October 28, 2004

The Woman in Me

After a long hiatus, finally a post.
This poem was written for a good friend of mine, though I feel it also applies to all women in general. (Maybe for the fact that they are so darn similar... :-) ) Who am I kidding? Not one woman in this world is like the other, I guess.. though the same can't be said about men...
So here goes...

The Woman In Me

The woman in me, just wants to be.
A bird flying, over a calm blue sea.

In little things I delight,
    like sunny days and walks on the beach.
But occasional times of ambition,
    reminds me, of stars I want to reach.

Frugality in life,
    is what I believe in.
But it doesn’t hurt, to party with friends
    & do some general chillin.

The woman in me just wants to be.
With loads of free time, to go on a shopping spree.

Icecreams and chocolates and mom’s good food,
    are small pleasures that I crave for.
I also strive to maintain my looks,
    that others would love to die for.

Am a bubbly, happy, cheerful person,
    who also does an occasional weeping.
I would rather spend my time at home,
    and catch up on some sleeping.

The woman in me, just wants to be.
Sometimes independent, at all times free.

Feminism is my poison,
    female equality is my fight.
But my guy should be a gentleman,
    who sweeps me off like a knight.

Mood swings, I have a lot.
    Grumpy and grouchy, I can get.
Impatience is normally my forte,
    I wouldn’t ever like to wait.

The woman in me, just wants to be.
A mesmerizing presence, in someone’s reverie.

In a guy, the things I look for,
    are love, strength, caring and wit.
But he should also be someone
    that my parents would find fit.

My parents love and support,
    is what I always cherish.
The bond with my family,
    is something that should never perish.

The woman in me, just wants to be.
A beautiful flower, in the vast flowing lea.

The woman in me, just wants to be
Sometimes a mother, sometimes a child free..

But eventually, she will always be
The woman, unlike anyone, but me…


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