WOMAN...

Yes, I can be Sati,

I can be Sita too!

But only and only if I want to be,

Not when you dictate the terms to me!

And why should you?

You do not own me..

For I am my own master you see,

Uniquely created by the creator,

Not to be shackled, 

Nor fettered 

By you or your societal norms,

Problems! You are welcome to stay with them,

Ah! Let me tell you that I have problems too,

Problems with the way you look at me,

Drool and salivate at my physique,

I have a problem when you have a problem with my mini skirt,

Or my drinks; or even if I at times flirt!

If you are free to do as you will,

Do not you see that so am I !

Being a woman does not make me any less,

Infact I am much more,

Much more than just this body, the boobs or vagina,

I am the woman who has stepped forward,

Reached the moon and the stars,

I am the queen who creates and can also destroy,

Remember, I am the mother who brings you forth into this world,

So let me be, just let me be,

Do not penetrate deep into me, do not hurt me more,

Lest I pick up the cudgels for myself 

And you are then transformed into dust, just mere dust!

©®Madhumita