Poem — Dreams of a woman

Pushkaraj Raje
2 min readDec 14, 2023

As a woman I dreamt! I dreamt a lot!

Photo by Alice Alinari on Unsplash

As I grew older
I grew bolder
I was just being me
Living life and being free

First I felt the stares
Then I felt the glares
Didn’t bloom enough to mope
For I didn’t understand a grope

It made me feel uneasy though
Protecting myself came natural but slow
And as I grew
More things I knew

From princesses and unicorn ponies
Reality checked me with bad cronies
In short life hit me hard
So I put up my guard

Then I no longer lived life and lived free
New terms of life that I had to agree
No more prince charming on a white horse
Just didn’t want to accept anyone walking away without remorse

Tears of blood I bled and bled
Tearing up my insides shred by shred
Stitch by stitch I patched me up
Oh but pinch me, coz I found someone who nourished me up

He fed me his blood as I needed the transfusion
I nourished and gorged on his love to my shocking confusion
He had the appetite to give
As I found the appetite to live

All my stitches were a thing of the past
Those tiny shreds no longer cast
I’m born a new me
With all the learnings I know a new free

Joys I feel now and things to cherish
Know the things that I really relish
Don’t need much
As my needs are such

To be loved and love
A match made above
Bricks of feelings
Such that the love keeps on reeling

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Pushkaraj Raje

Author, poet, content writer, essay writer, doodler and a creative scribbler