On Women’s Day and Beyond: A Poem for the Perfectly Flawed Woman

Happy Women’s Day, all! Be perfectly flawed.

The Perfectly Flawed Woman

If I don a short skirt as I cross the street,

I am stared at by both men and other women – as they pass a stare scanning me, from my face to my feet...

To those who judge me for the amount of make-up I put and if I like to cook,

Hey people, there's a lot more to me than how I look...

Yes, I am a perfectly flawed woman,

No superpowers but I am definitely human.

I may be terrible at pleasing the rest,

But when it comes to being a friend, daughter, sister or partner, I am no less than what defines the best...

I make my own choices, whether it is to eat or date,

Not caring about my weight.

Nobody should tell me if I'm too skinny or friendly,

I am who I am, not answerable to critics along my journey...

I make mistakes and I cry,

But only to bounce back and retry,

It's my life and it’s not a lie,

Yes, I am a perfectly flawed woman,

No superpowers but I am definitely human.

If only others had flaws like mine,

World would be a much better place with less crime.

If only the existence of a woman was celebrated every day,

The world would belong to us but without a fray.

Let's question if you would choose to be perfect or human,

Now that the tagged ‘perfect’ is mostly not a gentleman.

Go for being an imperfect human, while we say...

Yes, I am a perfectly flawed woman,

No superpowers – but I am definitely human.

(The writer is a journalist and a Political Science graduate and can be reached  @SharmaNaina222.  This is a personal blog and the views expressed above are the author’s own.The Quint neither endorses nor is responsible for the same.)

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