On a rainy night~~~~

On a rainy night, when the winds blew
And when the moon could be seen not
On a piece of  paper, of my soul's essence I drew
On a piece of paper, I crossed my imposed limit

My soul does be known not to mankind
Like the rest, of its consistence I do be blind
But of its essence I do be well acquainted
Why, my soul, for love, seeks to be liberated

Indeed, the power for which yearns my soul, does lie up there
Up there, beyond the boundaries of mundane air
Up there, where life is said to be all fair
Up there, where life does be, happy and without any care

Up there, the rules of mankind do get created
The real power, the one adored and glorified by the many
The real power, the one to have created life
The same one for whom does beat the wings of my faith

On that piece of paper, I also drew of my fiery yearning
Of my feminine longing
Of my love, thought to be of the most innocent kind
Of my meaning, which, without love, would fade and die!

Oblivious to everything around me
I drew, I drew as if I were lost in a trance
I drew, as if, with my own secrets, I was engaged in a sensual dance
I drew, for the sake of love, my soul's very essence

The night was so perfect
Rain crashing, cold and dark, it woke in me, the hidden artist
Of my whims, it did even put up with an act
The moon would show up, if, of my awakening, it would want to assist

On a rainy night, on that piece of paper
I travelled into my inner self
Opened the chest I have chosen to keep locked
And let myself be swayed by love's hunger!
On a rainy night, on that piece of paper
I gave myself a new birth, one which made of me,
My soul's very own conqueror!

The Right To~~~~

To be a woman is to be subjected to negativity
The baby girl is killed and discarded so carelessly
The girl child is made to sit at home and prepare for societal civility
And the adult woman is regarded as if she came from Sin City

Why, Planet Earth is indeed a man's world, I do agree
But then it does also seem like here, it is Hell itself
For those made of femininity
For those who have as moral duty, to be a lady

See you the horrors being inflicted on the woman
Some do end up bruised and murdered at the hands of their husbands
Some do take their own lives, as if such would bring to their surroundings, a solution
And some do end up totally destroyed, while their destroyer remains unknown

Pray, women do have rights, women can choose to say no
Women do not have to please the whole world
Women do have the right to feel safe
While at the same time, resolving their bothers

If the world still sees women as being the frail kind
The kind to be abused and discarded of so easily
Then, it would seem that the world is not getting any more modern
The world is simply being unable to carry its own weight anymore

The world is steadily going towards its own doom
And there shall not be, for it, any redemption
There shall  not be for it, any reparation
There shall come to it, instead, irreversible destruction

Pray, I, being a woman, feel not safe here
I, being a woman, keep yearning for the higher abodes
For the presence of the great Lord of all beings
For the solace that He symbolizes, for His comfort and His mercy

Living on Earth, as a grown up woman does have implications
I am to be cautious, I am to choose to be silent
I am to be scared, I am to be acceptable
I am not to trust, I am to let my enemies win!

But have you ever wondered, you who do despise my kind so much
Have you ever wondered about how you did come to life
Have you ever thought about giving some respect to that being who brought you here
As well as to those being like her, physically

To be a woman nowadays does be shrouded still in negativity
But I do believe in emancipation
Yes, I do believe in bringing down the ancient stereotypes
I do believe the woman should feel safe to act as she deems just!

A Woman's Heart~~~

A woman's heart is like the ocean
Wild, raging, mysterious, deep, open
A woman's heart can suffer
And at the same time, heal, if given the circumstances, proper

A woman's heart is like the ocean
Beautiful, seeming to be frail
Yet, hiding her strength
Meaning to allow man's heart to set sail

A woman's heart is like the ocean
Pleasing, comforting, full of solace
A place where one can relax
A place where man shall easily find his place

A woman's heart is like the ocean
Or like the divine
For it can take in so much
And end up rising instead of falling

A woman's heart is thus
Made of a whole lot of fuss
Yet laden it is with a load of good intention
Ready to sacrifice its every potential for man's attainment

A woman's heart is one I have been gifted with
A woman's heart, made of softness, of tenderness
A woman's heart, wanting not to belong to anyone
A woman's heart, wanting rather, to belong to it's own mystery

A woman's heart, so like the ocean
So unpredictable
Being at moments, calm, shallow, soothing,
Being at others, destructive, full of raging waves

A woman's heart, yes, which I do keep always so still
For I do be content while being all tranquil
While being thus, I do find my inner peace
For a woman's heart do I have, one beating so fast for the mysteries of Creation!

To be happy~~~~

What matters in the end
What shall eventually matter in the end
Is whether we did lead a happy life
Whether we were content and satisfied

Whether we did feel loved
Comforted, accepted
Praised, forgiven
Desired, needed, whether consideration to us was given

It is all that does matter in the end
All that shall eventually matter
It shall matter not, our lack of beauty
Our lack of money

Nor shall our daily struggle for our failed achievement
Nor shall our attempted measures at pleasing others
Nor shall our fancied acquisitions
Nor shall our faded out luck

It shall not matter if we did emerge as failures
It shall not matter if we did not unearth those treasures
It shall not matter if we were not up to being fashionable
If we were not talented

If we lived a lonely life
If we ate not lavishly
If we chose not to mingle with others
If we preferred to be home-sy instead of outdoor-sy

It shall certainly not matter
If we chose not to keep contact with our friends
If we chose to keep aloof
If we chose to be selfish even

It shall not matter, nothing shall
What shall matter is whether we were happy
Whether we had it, this inner peace
That same feeling, sought by millions and millions of men

That same feeling, talked about in those books of holiness
That same feeling which shall make our passage here, a marvel
That same feeling which does imbibe my heart
Each time I turn my gaze up towards the skies

Yes, it is all that shall matter in the end
Life is short, life is lived only once
Life is a toil, a fall, yet, if we all do be happy
We shall vanquish evil's grasp on it!

I do care to make it matter
I shall aspire to be happy
Even amidst adversity
Yes, for being happy does keep my soul thriving!

The scary vast world~~~

This vast world scares me
Voices from everywhere do shout at me
Hey, here vanquished shall be your gullibility
Hey, here trampled shall be your sensibility

Here, life is itself made of dark broods
So much that surrounding it in every crook
Does be evil, singing in a loud voice
Singing while seeing his dirty acts coming to their ends

These words themselves do cause me to crumble
Realize I that I do live in a glass castle
One so fragile
One so vulnerable

Realize I that my place is found not in the midst of this world
That even if I do pretend to be one so bold
Why, inside, each day, as each second passes by
I do keep yearning for the solace of the sky

Evil has already gained the upper hand
Here, this land does no more belong to the human
This land, rather, does belong to the fittest
The one to be in evil's darkness, the mightiest

My path has been short, so far,
My path has been both peaceful and hectic
My path, the one on which I had set out with confidence
Has brought me to hide my soul's inner essence

This vast world does be made as such
Here, everything does be false
As does be the cunning show of romance
As does be the twisted flow of life itself

This vast world is so scary
Negativity abounds in its every corner
I shall nevertheless grope on to my faith
I shall grope on to it with renewed fervor

For it does be the only thing that does calm me down
It does be the only thing I do trust
The only thing I do believe in
The only thing, that scares me not, in this scary vast world