Brave Womanhood

A free verse poem for International Women’s Day


I grew up in a matriarchal house, filled of women who worked as hard as any other man, to pay the rent and all the rest, all the while rearing their children all alone. So, for this International Women’s Day, I would like to thank my mother, my deceased grandmother, and as well as all my aunts, for they have shown me what real bravery was. 

Brave Womanhood 


My grandmother, she used to tell me

The story of her sister         
        Whose roots now sprout under another sun
Amongst some blood that tastes
            Of ancient magic and creatures long lost

She took a boat

And went on faraway seas
Never to look back again

She                         whose dark skin

Never appeared as a brake
                                             To her determination
She                          whose thick hair
Has never made her a little less beautiful
And she                            whose other attributes
Has never stopped her mind  
                                          From wondering beautifully

No…                        She was fierce as a lioness

Studying till the late night hours
Under lights of kerosene lamps
Which stuffed her nostrils of black soot

And what a story for me to hang on to

In times where my strength becomes weakness
In times where I am so fragile
That my bones can’t seem to rest into my own skin
In times where I despise my femininity
And envy men                     for their wings
In times where my feminine outfits
                                                    Are prisons too tight

And within my dreams 

It’s clear to see that
I am woman under an alien sky
With no spaceship to return to venus.   


Eiravel










Published by Eiravel

Hello everyone, and welcome to my personal blog. This is a self-taught adventure in creative writing, craft that I am passionate about; learning writing and all the stuff that concerns this industry while surfing on the waves of the internet, and I aspire to make a living through selling my own books and blogging, because why not. I live on the island of Mauritius with my husband, my two children, and my muse. I am an eclectic person, love the sublime and the strange; I am also interested in all types and forms of art that please my mind.

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