An Orange fingernail slashed with a shade of black.
A nude colored lipstick, leaves an imprint. Smack!
A tight black dress, maybe a little bit revealing.
A lose harem pant on the hippie who's singing.
A short bob, with bangs about to cover the eyes.
A long mane, curled to perfection on all sides.
Prom Queen, dazzling in diamonds.
An Olympian winner sprints like a lion.
A model on a calendar. Slim and sweet.
A firefighter mom, beats all the heat.
A lover, gasping at her new promise ring.
A fighter, abused in love, shuts the door on him.
So many names, countless attributions.
Carved from roses, Made to perfection.
Let's celebrate,
Cuz we have something in common
Bright like a star, pure as heaven
United under a specie, we are all called "Woman"
GOOD WORK !
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ReplyDeleteThis is by far your best work Chahana.Keep up the good work.I want you to explore that writer within you,'cause you are very talented my friend!
ReplyDeleteThank Neha! It means a lot coming from you =). You are a great writer poet. I wish I could play with words like you do!
ReplyDeleteYou flatter me,that's all you do.This is sheer brilliance.
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