In the room we sit professionally
With our glasses of wisdom
And preconceived expectations.
Our opinions drop majestic
Yet unheard.
We will do it anyway .
We look at each other,
We know we can together.
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I have been thinking about the poem Women only and how strong is the last verse. It turned into a badge by itself, almost!
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I have been thinking about the poem Women only and how strong is the last verse. It turned into a badge by itself, almost!
Nectar
Women are good
To turn bitter lemons into nectar
When the wind blows strong.
When others run,
They adapt.
They are the glue,
Invisible, yet necessary.
They bind and grab,
They soothe and position,
They give purpose
In any brittle world.
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I have been thinking about the poem Women only and how strong is the last verse. It turned into a badge by itself, almost!
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I have been thinking about the poem Women only and how strong is the last verse. It turned into a badge by itself, almost!
The love ❤
The love out there
Waves and giggles like a child
In my direction.
Am I too old for success?
Am I too workaholic too be hugged?
I am balanced
In this work-life edge.
Dissolving
Drop by drop,
I dissolve in this bitter routine.
Hard
What holds me and tries to stop me
Must be behind my back.
I cannot see your face
And fight You
With all my wisdom.
Compassion and kindness,
Fairness and sympathy are my code of ethics
To slalom in life away.
Hard to please, hard to self affirm,
Hard to smile meanwhile.
