Only a woman

You thought I was only a woman,
but you forgot the strength
that flows through my veins and rushes throughout my body,
with bones of steel and healing skin,
for scars tend to grow stronger each time you cut through women like me;
merely women –
whose strength you thought you had buried
while breaking their souls.

You thought I was only a woman,
but you forgot the hands that have raised you
and the love that has nourished the seeds of the man you are today;
do you remember who held you
when your soul ached and your voice shivered,
she, too, is a woman,
who you considered less
the more she gave to you.

You thought I was only a woman,
but you forgot that I am a raging sea,
calm – just before the storm arrives;
but powerful and unapologetic when it comes to being
only
a woman.

Jehona Thaqi ©

The beautiful woman on the picture is my dearest friend Irma.

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Oblivious

I was oblivious of life;
for too many heart-breaks had marked my body,
and I speak of the heart-breaks of a woman; a warrior,
who protected her soul with silence
but whose silence has been broken by understanding
that a woman’s tongue will not be tied to the dreams of men.

I was oblivious of happiness,
for too many tears had drowned my laughter,
the tears of a losing warrior,
but war will not be over unless this soul flees my body,
and even then, when I rest underneath the earth,
I will leave the tomb as dust 
and remind you of the power a woman carries within;
a woman who has been opressed
but never silenced.

I was oblivious of my strength,
the strenght of a woman;
I was a prisoner to my fears,
but today I will destroy the chains tied among my soul,
I will be free,
and concious of everything I have.

Jehona Thaqi©