(By: Eeshah Nasir/ me) .
When I was a little girl,
Too young to face the world,
I would dwell amidst my imagination,
A product of my own creation.
I would sit alone at a side,
With nothing but my raging mind,
Which would conjure,
Lifelike images of fairies and more.
I would lose myself to the galaxies,
Too indulged in my fantasies,
I’d find myself amongst the stars,
Observing the Angels waging wars.
Queens would invite me for tea,
Heroic legends would sit beside me,
I’d swim the length of the ocean,
And get caught up in the commotion
Of the mermaids and fish.
But, all this time, I’d just wish,
To have someone listen,
While I spoke of what I imagined
As I gradually grew older,
My imagination became bolder,
Pulling me in its realm,
Leaving me overwhelmed,
But as soon as I adjusted,
I realized no one could be trusted,
Because whenever I would talk,
They’d tell me to put a lock,
On my raging imagination,
But my hesitation,
Would lead them to believe,
That maybe I wasn’t of their species.
They believed I was someone else,
Because I thought of myself,
Differently than they did.
They saw me as a rebellious kid,
Just because I said I deserved,
The world and more served
On my platter,
They told me I didn’t matter
Because I was a girl,
I wasn’t worthy of the world.
They said my dreams were too big,
So I should bid
Farewell to my imagination,
And start acting more like woman
The society would shun
Me until my imagination begun,
To shrivel up and die,
Which made me cry,
Because it was painful to see,
The death of a part of me.
The oceans started drying,
The fairies stopped flying,
The castles shrank and fell,
The sun bade me farewell,
And in a dark, dusty nook,
My defeated self sat overlooked
By everything and everyone,
For society had, once again, won.
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