What you define..is not what she is…

She is a woman.
Designed to be the symbol of sacrifice, elegance, and blah blah blah.
She wishes to cut her hair..or grow her hair…because it is not what defines her.
She wishes to marry or not marry…because that is not what defines her.
She never following your rules ..so she is a spoiled brat… especially the one never to be followed.
But yea, you come to her when you are troubled.
She is angry and doesn’t want to cook..but yea she has a load of expectations hanging right on her back…
It weighs too much.
She is angry or sad..she wants to quit everything she does and walk away.
Oh..my then i become selfish…
She enjoys silence….then you say..she is hiding something.
She enjoys poetry..or romance… Then you define….she is truly a bitch…she needs sex all the time or she is craving.
Without even realizing she is a human being.
She is bound to wake up and feed all at home..even before she tells a bit..else she is entitled as selfish.
So..when do you think she gets her break.
Is it when she is old enough to be on the death bed.
Her struggles go unseen.
Because she is weaker.
She has no voice.
But stay sane.
As if everything is what she loves…
The moment she is out of your control.
You treat her like a wild dog. Needs to be tamed.
But you forget.
She is a tigress.
Who can be the best when untamed
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TheChaoticPoetess
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What do you expect my Little Girl?

What do you expect, my little girl?

What do you expect my child,
When the world is so blinded..
When the world never wanted you ever..
When the world always took you for granted..
When the world yelled at you, for being vulnerable…
When the world sees you as a burden…
When the world brings you up, only to marry away…
When the world never gives you the privileges and rights…
when the world wants you to bleed, but never complain..
When the world wants you to give birth, but never be the woman you want to be..
When the world wants you to work hard, but never earn equal rights…
When the world wants you to study hard, but never get a job you ever wanted…
When the world wants you to be always compared to the other…
When the world wants you to be in pain, but never run away…
When the world wants you only as the womb to produce..
When the world wants you as a toy for pleasure..
When the world wants you as the dust under their feet when you are the land that holds them firmly..
When the world wants you as a perfection (according to them).. but never be able to accept your imperfections..
When your own never support you..
When your own push you to hell…
When your pain is the talk of the town, but not your identity as a woman..
When only your sacrifices are considered, and not your selfishness….
When your own never want to hold you close when you are in pain because they see the world is bigger than you are to them…

What do you expect, my child…When none ever want you as who you are…

Care For Your Child who means the world to you

I wonder what we want from this world. Do we want labels from society that we are “perfect” and adhering to the rules laid by them, even when we neglect what we want from ourselves? It is not just about the social evil dowry, but about respecting the choices that anyone makes.
I wonder why parents are bothered about the status and what people might say, and ignore their daughter’s suffering. As a parent, I can’t imagine someone hurting my child. I would slaughter them to death if they dare to hurt them.
Maybe people are changing gradually as they grow older. They don’t see their child’s happiness, because they just want society to label them as a “perfect family”.
What do you get by being labeled “perfect”? Do you see that your child is suffering because of this? Don’t you see that your deeds are gradually hurting the one who looks up to you when they are troubled? Do you even realize that eventually, you are at a loss and none others when you lose them?


You push them to study what they don’t want to pursue.
You push them to do things, which you assumed might make them happy.
You want them to follow what you did because you want them to.
You push them to a life, where you assume is perfect.
You push them to a marriage, where they have to sacrifice themselves.
You push them to accept all the pain, because that how society expects them to be.
You push them to hell because you think that eventually, things will be better and they will be happy.

Do not assume things, it is their life.
Allow them to make their choices or support them in what they do. Otherwise you will be the unfortunate parents, who will see their child on the deathbed. And it is yet more painful.
For once, think about your child and not the society, who means nothing to you.

Care for your Child, who means the world to you.

You are my music, I will always cherish

You are my attire.
That defines me.
You are the jewelry,
I wanna adorn.
The way you play me along.
Like the favorite music note.
In your beats.
You savor me.
Like the wine, kept in your closet.
Hidden from the world.
You savor me.
Taking sip by sip.
Tasting me,
Like you never tasted someone like me.
You make me feel like a woman.
Arousing all the hidden pleasures.
In me.
Unbuttoning all the passions.
That keeps me sane.
All i want you to do is.
Delve into me,
Like a roaring sea.
And splash the waves upon me…
Rising my heartbeat.
To sync with yours.
Loving you is my music.
I never get bored listening to.

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TheChaoticPoetess
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Laying beside you…

Those never-ending nights.
I lay unpartitioned with you…
When our sweats never dried out.
Your aroma stayed on my skin.
Even when you drifted away.
The moments beckon me.
To behold you.
Like an intricate design.
On my skin.
All i long is to,
Fall asleep in your arms.
When every heartbeat of mine.
Conveys to you every desire i have.
Not a day goes by,
When i don’t remember you.
As i shut my eyes
All i could feel is you.
I wished for being yours.
The home, where i am the best version of myself.
Awaiting the time,
Where I rediscover myself…
In your arms.
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TheChaoticPoetess
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