What secret lies within?
The modest girl with a modest touch-up in a modest dress
simple yet elegance reflecting from her.
The girl with extravagant all
bold, audacious and edgy.
That modest girl with muffled voice.
That plucky girl with blunt thoughts.
With quiet voice, she defies the norm,
as she did with her flamboyant form.
Where lies the difference?
Their appearance. Their talk. Their experiences.
Or just in the standards of society?
What shall be changed?
Her being too modest. Too timid. Her being too bold. Too blunt
This intrinsic mosaic shall itch our minds.
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- Comment from author about the poem: The enigmatic essence of untamed duality probes the audacious exploration of constricting societal norms imposed upon women. It vividly portrays the dichotomy of two contrasting women, each fiercely distinct in their physical allure and societal demeanour. Yet, beneath the surface, both harbour an insatiable yearning for the same elusive aspiration, entangled within the intricacies of their souls.
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The last line of this really speaks to the reader, allowing us to grasp the multitude of identities the many have and yet share. Wonderful write!
Thank you so much for taking the time to read and connect with the poem.
This most certainly does itch my mind. As a male too old not to objectify women’s bodies to some degree, I like modest dress as it gives one element of my mind a rest for a change…. I can focus on the person in any interactions I may have.
However, modest dress is symbolic. I am a longstanding atheist/agnostic, and while totally tolerant of other’s beliefs as a part of them, have a lingering worry that somehow one or other of the religions will impinge on my own freedom.
Apologies – this does nothing to resolve your conundrum so well expressed, but I have enough trouble with my own……
Appreciate your introspective thoughts.
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