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Ameerah Abdulsalam Nigeria
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In Women 3 min read
A Girl's Tale of Trials and Tears
<p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p>In innocence, she played, a child so free,</p><p>Unaware of the chains that would soon be,</p><p>Society's whispers, a gentle breeze at first,</p><p>But soon..... a storm would come,</p><p>that would shape her universe.</p><p><br/></p><p>As she grew, the expectations took hold,</p><p>A delicate flower, forced to bloom cold,</p><p>Her voice, a whisper, in a world so loud,</p><p>Her dreams, a flicker, in a fire that's been allowed.</p><p><br/></p><p>Puberty's curse, a monthly wail of pain,</p><p>A shame she'd learned, to hide, to contain,</p><p>The blood, the shame, the unspoken truth,</p><p>A woman's lot, in a world of youth.</p><p><br/></p><p>Adolescence's fire, a burning flame,</p><p>A search for identity, a cry for her name,</p><p>But shadows loomed, a darkness she'd face,</p><p>A world that told her, she's not enough, </p><p>oh,</p><p>what a waste!</p><p><br/></p><p>She tried to fit, a mold so tight,</p><p>A beauty standard, that would be her fight,</p><p>Skin light, waist small, a beauty to behold,</p><p>But the mirror lied, a reflection .........</p><p>so cold.</p><p><br/></p><p>She was a dreamer, with a heart so big,</p><p>But the world outside, was a harsh, cold jig,</p><p>She fell, she rose, she stumbled, she tried,</p><p>A dance of survival, in a world that wouldn't yield.</p><p><br/></p><p>Then came love, a fleeting dream,</p><p>A promise of escape, a heart that would gleam,</p><p>But love was a lie, a whispered deceit,</p><p>A heartbreak that left her, incomplete.</p><p><br/></p><p>She rose again, a phoenix from the ash,</p><p>A warrior, a fighter, with a determined dash,</p><p>She chased her dreams, with a fire in her soul,</p><p>But the world outside, was a never-ending role.</p><p><br/></p><p>She became a mother, a role so divine,</p><p>A life in her hands, a love so pure, so fine,</p><p>But the world expected, a superhuman feat,</p><p>A sacrifice, a martyrdom, a woman's heart to beat.</p><p><br/></p><p>The sleepless nights, the tears, the pain,</p><p>The weight of motherhood, a love that would remain,</p><p>A life once hers, now shared with another,</p><p>A identity lost, in the chaos of motherhood's smother.</p><p><br/></p><p>She mourns the loss, of her former self,</p><p>A woman, a dreamer, a soul, a heart, a wealth,</p><p>Stolen by expectations, societal norms, and fears,</p><p>A life lived for others, a heart that's full of tears.</p><p><br/></p><p>Oh, the weight of being a woman, a tale so true,</p><p>A story of trials, of strength, of heartbreak, of love anew,</p><p>A journey of survival, of resilience, of might,</p><p>A woman's heart, a canvas, painted with tears and light.</p><p>This is the tale of womanhood!</p>

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