Rising Phoenixes

Amidst ash-fill, a phoenix's flight,
with potent strength, a fearless sight.
Her scars etched deep, yet unerased,
defied the adversity she faced.

In unity, they found their grace,
emerging strong, a sisterhood's embrace.
Muted pasts now distant noise,
together they rise, they rejoice.

For behind every strong woman's voice,
a story echoes, no choice but to rise.

I love to stay the way I am..!!

If I am the traditional conservative woman,

I am the cynosure of all social eyes;

If I live within the dogma's of this world,

I am the most sought after ideal woman;

If I abstain from all form of indulgences,

I am the one who's had the right upbringing;

But, I say ~

To hell with all these mediocre boundaries

that prevent me from being the one "I AM"!!

When I call a spade a spade in my talks

they call me an arrogant ruthless soul

when in truth it is they who cannot

deal with reality and face it as it is!!

When I live my life on my own rules n' terms

they say she abstains from the social norms

when in truth it is they who're hooked onto

the subservient n' refuse to move on in life!!

I am not one to justify myself

to strangers n' close ones akin;

I love to stay the way I am

and, I do not care a damn..!!