From the beginning of humanity, the expression of emotions has driven the poets in our world to write from their hearts. IMO, this piece captures the oppression of women well and the ultimate futility of it as we will always rise. ❤
the blue ink will spill
her hands untied will write
she will not let it go
until she empties herself from inside
Stitching her mouth would not sew the thoughts inside the fissures, deliberately
created by this proud society in the form of her beloveds whom she once admired with respect.