Could You Please Hurt Me With Your Comments? - Poem by Javaria Farooqui
Could you please hurt me with your comments?
Yes thank you.
I would love to receive blisters on my soul.
Simple. I am a woman and I work;
In the home, in my office and even in my dreams too.
I can cook but I cannot be a good cook because working women can’t be good cooks;
Who says so? My maid says so.
I can be a professor but I can’t be a good researcher because I have three kids;
Who says so? My colleague says so.
I can bear children but I can’t be a good mother because I have a career;
Who says so? My mother-in-law says so.
I can decorate my home but I cant be a home maker because I have my own paycheck;
Who says so? My neighbor says so.
And I love hearing what they say because they make me
And want me to be alive
And all for them
Why so? Because there is a carving on my forehead
‘Please comment on me, I love to be criticized and penalized and commented upon’
Because I am a woman and I work and yet
Topic(s) of this poem: lifestyle, satire
Form: Light Verse
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