Festival time
I can see your face
In the bokeh
Of the festival lights
Festival time
I can see your face
In the bokeh
Of the festival lights
can you see through it
through the pretence and facade
the vulnerable woman in me
pining for you
to take me in your protective arms
and be a girl once again
hey girl
look around you
you are
undoubtedly the best
so go on
live your life
to the fullest
with no regrets
for you only live once
each and every day
I wake up
continuing my unending quest
to find my ikigai
let’s us support
all womanhood
by celebrating
our beauty our success and old age
for
when physical beauty fades
we are at the risk
of being sidelined
and life passes by
I don’t want fame
And too much money
I don’t need People
to recognise
me
as I grow old
for I just want to settle down
With my own family
Without unwanted human
interactions
from fellow humans
Who
Just give pain
start self love
at an early age
nurture yourself…
and your soul
for
we shall need all the love
in our agedness
your hands caress
your lips explore
your eyes make love
your smell
evokes a sense of déjà vu
transporting me
to the days when we existed
in a different era
it is me
is it
staring at me
through the muddy mirror
or
is my skin muddy
and wrinkled
I think
for
the last reflection of me
was surely through
a looking glass
which was cleaner
I fear
All those who love me
Shall stop
Being a part of my life
Or
Maybe
I stop being a part of theirs