This Father's Day

Each Father’s Day I pray for dad;

Among the blessed we are but a few,

Today as I did, it struck me downright,

I ought to be grateful for two!

For one has shown me how to live,

The other, the meaning of life;

One calls me his little baby girl,

The other, he calls me his wife!

Being a dad is much more than the title,

It is no easy road;

For a father must carve a path so worthy,

His children might reach their goal.

It’s not always about blood or gender,

Or if you’ve been harsh or too mild;

To qualify the part, it is quite enough…

…that your heart was once home to a child.

Women's Day - Today and Everyday !

It takes painful courage for a woman to fight;
The crimes against her body & mind, her throne.
At the moment of her birth;
Is the expectation set -
The wealth of her husband;
She will beget,
She has no lasting home.

Rendered by her growing years self-conscious, uneasy..
By inescapable schemes of prowling men;
Shamelessly victimizing her immense potential.
Her image, her choices,
She struggles to defend.

Yet it takes the heart & hands of a woman;
To mould a house into a home.
She has the irrefutable power to conquer;
Those mighty storms all on her own.

Don't ever find yourself in wanting
Of a wounded woman's wrath.
In protecting and loving her while you can;
Is the core strength of being a man.

A woman adds a special substance;
She is a gifted, indispensable pearl.
Accept or deny, the fact remains;
The world relies on the future of a girl.
 
-VenAura
(Women's Day, India, 2015)

Confessions of A Teen

I am concerned how you view me,
Although I pretend I don't care.
It hurts when you compare me;
I'm afraid when you stare.

The world is beginning to look a lot;
Like a place I should explore.
I grasp whatever I find interesting,
It helps me learn some more.

I find instruction tying me down,
Guidance - unwanted advice,
Yet wonder what is right from wrong;
As I surf through books and websites.

Stepping into adulthood,
Leaving childhood behind,
I'm somewhere in between;
A lot is on my mind.

Sometimes confused, at times so sure,
There are days when I feel bemeaned.
All I need is love and understanding,
Don't judge me, I'm just sixteen!