Linking to Jess for #IBOT
I absolutely have no time. I have a full-time job, an event to plan, social commitments, meetings to attend, traffic to fight.....
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Showing posts with label livinglife. Show all posts
22 Sept 2015
7 Aug 2015
For UnEqualled Joy
Even as the sun beat down mercilessly, the Outer Ring Road choked; the silently poisonous fumes slid quietly out of scalding hot exhaust pipes, unseen by the irreverent, impervious riders and drivers scrambling against time and gridlocked vehicles.
6 Nov 2014
NaBloPoMo - Tonight
Tonight, I will be me.
Tonight I shed the inhibitions that society foists on my persona, telling me to be a certain way because it is cool, telling me not to say things which are not.
Tonight I break out of the mould that the world has cast me in, to make me easier to categorize, to fit me into a convenient ‘type’.
Tonight I walk out of the binds of tradition and religion, the chains which wind themselves around my feet – they started when I was a child and now they have become too tight, they hinder my steps, leaps and bounds.
Tonight I shatter the judgments that humanity has cast on me, I rip off the labels and the tags that trail around in my wake.
Tonight I tear apart the stereotype that I ‘belong’ to, I wring out the lessons I learnt to ‘fit in’ and cast away the cloak I hide me in.
Tonight I step out of the stilettos that society has me wearing, to make my butt look shapelier in the fancy pencil skirt, for they say, a desirable woman should have a shapely butt.
I let the green grass caress my bare feet, I feel the wind rushing through the unbraided locks of my hair, the lips are devoid of the “color-of-the-season”, the eyes are bare and the clothes lack a fancy label.
The feeling of comfort that spreads through my veins, through my person, is a better high than any substance can ever give me. This is the best present I can give myself, to be me.
For tomorrow is a battle I intend to win.
Tonight I shed the inhibitions that society foists on my persona, telling me to be a certain way because it is cool, telling me not to say things which are not.
Tonight I break out of the mould that the world has cast me in, to make me easier to categorize, to fit me into a convenient ‘type’.
Tonight I walk out of the binds of tradition and religion, the chains which wind themselves around my feet – they started when I was a child and now they have become too tight, they hinder my steps, leaps and bounds.
Tonight I shatter the judgments that humanity has cast on me, I rip off the labels and the tags that trail around in my wake.
Tonight I tear apart the stereotype that I ‘belong’ to, I wring out the lessons I learnt to ‘fit in’ and cast away the cloak I hide me in.
Tonight I step out of the stilettos that society has me wearing, to make my butt look shapelier in the fancy pencil skirt, for they say, a desirable woman should have a shapely butt.
I let the green grass caress my bare feet, I feel the wind rushing through the unbraided locks of my hair, the lips are devoid of the “color-of-the-season”, the eyes are bare and the clothes lack a fancy label.
The feeling of comfort that spreads through my veins, through my person, is a better high than any substance can ever give me. This is the best present I can give myself, to be me.
For tomorrow is a battle I intend to win.
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