Postmodern Woman


A post-modern woman of technology don't sit at the home crying, 

A post-modern woman of integrity don't remain silent and suck all her pain, 

A post-modern lady with grace does not put up with the shit you throw upon her, 

She gathers and amass them towards you writing diss tracks, 

Wish, you had enough balls or brain cells to understand them! 

A post-modern woman does not cries over a man, 

Because the world is wide enough and a man can't give her the thrill that she crave! 

A post-modern woman is no longer a shy-She won't let you be a bully, but you can be her ally to get her favour;

She is as stubborn as like a bull,she pulls her horn to stab you- not from behind but confront her, 

Eye to eye -she dares to give a stare!

And, have an equal fight.

A post-modern woman is reluctant to absorb your negativity, 

She is outta there- To have fun, to enjoy herself with all the adventures and experiments she was not mindful of, 

A post-modern woman would not any longer sacrifice her needs just because you manipulated her in the belief of a fairytale love! 

A post-modern woman knows her true worth and she keeps revealing it, over and again!

Even fairy tales are a myth,

Even the sleeping beauty was not waken up by a kiss, 

Even Cinderella was not smitten up by the prince, 

Even snow-white was not spared from the chores she did, 

So, how come your selfish love let her forget about her wants and needs?! 

A post-modern woman needs to explore, 

To explore the world and the matrix beneath! 

She wants to fill her eyes with the amazed art works of the world premises- the mountains and the rocks,

The shadows and the fogs, 

The crippling deserts and the river-falls, 

The limitless sky shall be her abode!

And, here you come to limit her little space?! 

A post-modern woman was born to run a race! 

Tremendous extremes and lows she is destined to face! 

This time the colossal cosmos will adjust with her pace and damn it, believe it or not, she will ace! 


©® Farheen Akter Bhuian Nancy

Time Frame: March, 2023

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