Woman


 I have bared my heart and let it get played by,

I let my innocence be lost and churned up,

Eaten by a monster,

I let myself wander in the woods in doubts and distress,

I have shattered my heart into two and then let it get scattered,

Now in solitude after a decade long healing journey,

I refound myself,

I got the pieces back- one by one now.

I learned about my wounds and named them black,

I taught them not to suffer in silence.

I touched my inner mind and told her not to be restless,

I polished my wounds and hid them behind my broad smile.

Yes, I am a woman now,

A complete individual.

I know love and loss and pain and errors,

I know what life unfolds when unsettled,

I am ready for light to enter into my dark room,

I have decorated it with balloons and chandliers,

I wore an attire- white lily like to feel myself in the most feminine way possible,

Yes, I am a woman now for whom I am proud of,

I am a woman of colors who knows how to shine bright in the darkest days,

And, who knows how to love and hold tight after suffering loss.

Now, Love is standing on my way again- to make me feel cherished and wanted,

The question is, will I accept it open heartedly with arms wide open?

Yes, 

Yes,

Yes....

I am ready for love to love me,

As I know now that love asks you to face the wounds that taught your heart to guard it.

This time my heart knows what is right and wrong.

My heart knows whom it shall belong.....

As the complete woman would like to reunite with her complete companion, 

As the individual woman will be enthusiastic to fulfil her destiny with determination without keeping any oblivion..... 

A striking scorpion once beaten her,

She has overcome the pain now, 

No, she is not looking for any relief or healing, 

She is looking for her better-half in all true meanings who will complement her, not complete her as she believes she is already a completed soul not a fractured one- An individual processed by wholeness and individuation. 

Because by now, 

Love is not about happening but that of becoming!! 

Embodying the love you want to have,

Cherishing the fragments to become whole, 

Love won't be in portions, not this time, 

It will be whole. 

I have both scars and vulnerabilities, 

Which makes me more of a complete woman now, 

Scars not to hide but to embrace, 

Vulnerabilities not to be tamed but understood, 

To be seen and to be felt- 

Love shall first kiss my vulnerabilities now.

However, Judgements screws and objectifies  love, 

But, with no judgments love is abused, 

Innocent judgment brings chaos, 

False judgment builds false hopes and creates 'false love consciousness ' that's baseless and foul.

But, correct judgment with discernment might create permanent union.

An euphoria arises in the early morning, 

Unicorns are smiling from the clouds!


©® Farheen Akter Bhuian Nancy 

Time Frame: 4.45 am, Tagar, Mirpur Cantonment. 



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