~Writers Blend~

Feminist | Resurrection. Reverberation

I am the voice of a woman,
The vital race for existence of human.
Behind the success of every man,
Lies my presence as a talisman!

I am born as a daughter,
Mostly caressed, like the clay by a potter,
Sometimes the victim of a man slaughter,
Life of a woman is an opera of falters!

I adolesce into a wanted dame,
Become an arm candy for all his fame,
Words of wisdom sound all lame,
The time was now to put my horses to tame!

I groom into a caring wife,
Give up everything to acclimatise with his life,
Lived by orders at the edge of a knife,
The glamors of a fairytale is no more rife!

I pregnate into the life of a mother,
Lactate my newborn genes to grow further,
The fairytale endings are here to smother,
Flair of effeminism is now trivial to bother!

I now senesce my presence into an old age home,
After his death, life became a hysterical syndrome,
Story of my life is no more an epitome,
In as much, my'self' has lost all it's chrome!

I now lay on a bed of roses,
My soul sails over the sea of life's dozes.
I am the lady on a flying dutchman,
Hear me out, I am the voice of a woman!