Stark naked, she lies in the lap of a new father,
He is amazed by her innocence.
Who am I? She inquires naively,
You are my daughter…
Stark naked, she lies entwined with her romantic lover
He is bewitched by her passion.
Who am I? She implores testingly,
You are my beloved…
Stark naked, she cradles her newly born son,
He is soothed by her bosom
Who am I? She questions charmingly,
You are my mother…
Stark naked, she lies in front of her molester,
He is provoked by her womanhood.
Who am I? She cries helplessly,
You are my catch of the day…
Stark naked, she stands in front of the looking- glass,
The mirror is enchanted by her mystic beauty.
Who am I? She interrogates quizzingly,
You are an effervescent reflection
Stark naked, she lies on a pyre
The pyre set on fire by a loved one
Who am I? She breathes out her last,
You are …. But much more than a woman…
The submission is a part of International Women’s Day Celebration 2022 by Rhyvers Media Group
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