She was born in the midnight,
hidden behind a dream curtain,
Unaware of all the odds,
Surrounded by the gloominess.
She was a girl in the land of
Patriarchy.
She was the brightest star in her sky,
She was a bird , who wasn't afraid of
Spreading her wings to fly,
She was stronger than the steel,
She was the voice of the voiceless.
She was a free sprit, a free soul in the misogynistic world.
At the dawn as the last star blinked out,
they tormented her
Trimmed her wings,
Shattered her dreams,
caged her for being the voice,
Snatched her freedom,
"How could you fly ,
How could you breath ,
How could you roam around,
How could you be the voice"....they laughed.
They thought they could make her silent,
But, they have failed,
She was a miracle, she was a warrior,
She was different than the rest,
She was the bravest girl that everyone
Knew would rise up,
The fear, weakness, hopelessness died,
Strength, power, compassion, bravery was born.
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Author:
Dipanwita Dey (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 29th, 2021 03:41
- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is dedicated to all the girls around the world who is fighting patriarchy, misogyny, and all the odds that's pulling them behind. This poem was heavily inspired by the story of Malala Yousafzai.
- Category: Sociopolitical
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Comments1
'They thought they could *silence* her,
But, they have failed,
She was a miracle, she was a warrior,
She was different than the rest,'..
a powerful battle cry
a worthy message of defiance
and an emotional read;
thanks for sharing
Thank you so much for your valuable feedback and sharing your opinion😊
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