This is a tribute to all the women of the world........


KOHL- EYED : SHE'S EVERY WOMAN

Listen to me
O belle kohl-eyed!

Thou art an artist's rendition
Maker's own work of precision
Fair play of beauty and charm
Balanced display
Of satiation and ambition......

A breeze of innocence
A blossom of love
A storm of courage
Of peace, a dove.......

Thousands of years
And through terrains separated,
An identity mistaken
A paradise vacated
Light awaited!

Through days uncounted
Through nights undated
Through sighs unheard
Through pains unabated....
Lo! Divinity profanated
Goddess desecrated!

Through golden ages
In war, or in rages
At the hands of beasts
At the hands of sages
She's in shreds
In history's bleeding pages!

Divinity profanated
Goddess desecrated
Womanhood banished
Womanhood in cages........

Through bodily desires
Through man's brazen faces
Motherhood disrobed
Sisterhood in lewd gazes....
Divinity profanated
Goddess desecrated
Womanhood bereft
Womanhood raped
A commodity made
Eve graved.........

She's another feat conquered
Another decreed win
Trampled under lust
Is blamed for the Original Sin....

Through caravans of time
In verse, or in rhyme
In a septuagenarian, or in ripe prime
This kohl-eyed is every woman.....

Though misery untold
Through lips cold
Through squalor, or through gold
This kohl-eyed is every woman.......

Though promises hollow
Through hollow embraces
Through life's gallows
Through life's unending mazes,
From facelessness
To a myriad faces,
She's womanhood emerged
She's identity corrected
Iron and steel merged
She's phoenix erected........

Beware O ye!
She's a tsunami let free
She has broken up fetters
And the bondage to sea.....!

Beware O ye!
She's a tornado playful
Once a breeze
But today, wind wrathful.....!

Don't buy her smile
She's lava within!

Don't fondle with her
She's an aura brimmin'!

She's not a savory delight
She's divinity kohl-eyed !
A deity as a mother,
A deity as a bride!
She's love eternal, kohl-eyed!

Through the erosion
And her water saline,
To the vision now
Regaining rhythm usurped
And lost rhyme.....
Through the abuse,
And womanhood punished
For no known crime,
She's womanhood unveiled
A new chime.........


A cauldron is set boiling
Oppression is sent packing
A new day is now
A new awakening
Where beauty is not misunderstood
Nor muscle overestimated
May the day begin..............
May the day begin......................




Poetry by sania
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Written on 2007-11-16 at 15:28

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Zoya Zaidi
What a beautiful Saga to the 'Woman'!
((BRAVO!)))
*Hugs*
Love, Zoya
2007-11-16