Inch by inch
Drop by drop
She filled up
At thirty-two
She realised
She had
Come of age
Of all uglinesses endured
A thing of beauty had sustained
Sustained, blossomed, strengthened
She was fully in her skin
She was fully comfortable
She carried herself
She carried
Pride and confidence
She took no notice when
No one took notice
She loved herself
Secretly, softly, sensually
She loved herself
Fully
Of all ugliness endured
A thing of beauty had sustained
Sustained, blossomed, strengthened
Magnificent as a banyan tree
Not for wise men to seat their arses
A walking banyan tree
She chose whom to give her shade
Of all ugliness endured
A thing of beauty had sustained
Sustained, blossomed, strengthened
A thing she fell in love with
Everyday, everyday, each day
And when she forgot
She remembered
And realised
She had
Come of age
She was a woman
Fully, fully, completely
Of all ugliness endured
She realised
She would forever love
That
She was a woman
Her womanness
Was her forever love
Her full love
Fully hers
-
Chandni Girija
Day 16 of 30 | 30 Poems in 30 Days | National Poetry Writing Month #napowrimo #napowrimo2022
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