The Ramana Maharshi self-inquiry meditation inspired my “Who am I?” poem. I send massive gratitude to Ramana Maharshi for inspiring me to shape this poem.
– Who am I?
I was born in the city of Isfahan
That’s the place my parents met
They fell in love, danced the flame of love and drama kind of
– Who am I?
I am a daughter
A Sister
A lover
And a mother
– Who am I?
As a girl
I did not understand the feeling of inferiority.
How to accept the superiority
Or deal with authority.
I had a rebellious point of view.
A constant taboo
– Who am I?
As a daughter, I watched my mother and father.
A woman was supposed to stand by her man
Follow the clan
Stand like a cliff
Never show her grief.
And the men, as a part of the ban
He had to live as a man
Never less than
Never show his grief
He had to live for that belief
The anger, though, was an accepted brief
Or part of a higher relief?
That made men chief
– Who am I?
As an adult woman
I had to reframe
How to be brave and play the game
I have to manoeuvre my flame
My Claim
The right to be a woman without all the shame and the blame
All around the world
We are all the same
Women wearing jewels
Everybody follows the rules
Playing the perfect game
To suit the surroundings and not break the patriarchal frame
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