A Revelation

A woman is a revelation,

Not a retribution.

Hurt not the receptacle

In her flower of love,

Devour not her body

With eyes of lust.

 

Another day dawns

And another man is born.

Weary, oppressed and depressed,

She succumbs not to the destined

Trials and tribulations,

For, from baby to boy,

From boy to man,

Will all emerge from her lap.

 

Sometimes in reflective meditation,

At other times bereft of hope,

With the cosmos spinning around her, she thinks of the damages

Done by a desire,

Sprouting from preconceived notions

Or simply a genetic inheritance,

Which holds her besieged

In between his legs

While she battles in a futile effort

To set her dignity free.

 

However, unrepentant soul that she is,

She steals not bright objects

Like the magpie does

Or flagellating herself with her failures,

Or masochist, loving her wounds and blows,

She focusses on her monumental achievements,

Her magnum opus, that will reveal

Her true and naked self

For she is a revelation.

 

Pramila Khadun

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About pramilakhadun

I am the holder of a Bsc degree in Food and Nutrition from S.N.D.T University,Pune,India.Have taught this subject in a private institution for almost thirty-five years.Currently, I am retired and travel alot with my husband Raj, daughters Dr Rajnee and Priyum and son Airline Captain.Had my first book of poetry published by Minerva press, London and other two in Mauritius.More coming soon.I love poetry and enjoy reading poems of poets across the world and I feel Destiny Poets is the right place for me.

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