This is a page to share the new arrival from me.
Which comes out from my novice knowledge of literature and language.
Poem is a suitable genre to express a persons emotion.
Here is my first English poem:
The Woman in Me
There were days
where I blindly believe
whatever I see and
whatever I here.
My hands will be generous towards
wherever I saw a beggar.
My heart felt for the insane
whoever and whatever i saw.
I was a girl then.
There were days
I found eerie in front of the
eyes which ogle me.
sometimes I bout-but
mostly I stood inert.
why? was I a coward?
I still remember when
I caught the fever- self-sympathy
I was a girl then.
There were days of phobia,
Topophobia, Eremiophobia, Nyctophobia
silly Matrophobia too.
She came then - a rescuer.
She gave me a vision
I shed down all my ignorance.
Yea! I got the confidence
I could feel a halo around me
She makes me know,
the best of me.
Oh! what 've She done to me!
now I could feel
The Woman in me.
where I blindly believe
whatever I see and
whatever I here.
My hands will be generous towards
wherever I saw a beggar.
My heart felt for the insane
whoever and whatever i saw.
I was a girl then.
There were days
I found eerie in front of the
eyes which ogle me.
sometimes I bout-but
mostly I stood inert.
why? was I a coward?
I still remember when
I caught the fever- self-sympathy
I was a girl then.
There were days of phobia,
Topophobia, Eremiophobia, Nyctophobia
silly Matrophobia too.
She came then - a rescuer.
She gave me a vision
I shed down all my ignorance.
Yea! I got the confidence
I could feel a halo around me
She makes me know,
the best of me.
Oh! what 've She done to me!
now I could feel
The Woman in me.
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