Woman – 1

This is the first of a series of poems I wrote in the 1980s, in my early teens. Compare this poem to Autumn Again (1986), with its similar theme of womanly desire.

I would hear your name

And warmth would surge through my body

From depths of passion

I did not know

I possessed.

 

From my toes

The feeling would start

Womanly warmth

I told myself

I am woman.

 

Sweet passion

All consuming

Just at the sound of your name.

 

You make love to me

At night

Although we are oceans apart

I yield

I want to yield

And you are gentle.

 

I wake up fulfilled

Womanly desire

I tell myself

I am woman.

 

In every man

I try to find you

But none has

Your magical combination

Your body

Your mind

Your soul.

 

Am I your prisoner

Or are you my conqueror?

Is this your victory

Or my defeat?

 

You are man –

Is this your right?

Some days I forget you –

Am I fickle? I don’t know

I am woman.

 

Vanita Shukla Hork, 1982

 

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