SHE/HER/ELLE

by

Dovishka Muskaan Shaib

Born to be “she”,
She embodies the beauty of “her” in her body,
Meant to bloom into “Elle”
She thought it would be easy,
What could stop her,
After all she is simply being “she”,
Silly her, she did not know,
Tragic her, she would not know,
She would have a bit of “he” in her “She”
A “he” forced to be,
A “he” that would protect her, from free judgements of being “She”,
A “he” that would soothe the absence of other “HEs”
A “he” that would guard her from the sexual mistreats,
From unfaithful “HEs”, From the wrong “HEs”
A “he” that would take care of her abandoned children,
A “he” that would take care of her family,
But she was meant to be “she”, to be “Elle”,
How come this masculinity,
Where is her Femininity,
Where is “she”
Where is “elle”
Silly her,
She just had to be “she”
Tragic her,
She was forced to be “he”

You have one life, be yourself, who knows that you being too much is the light of someone else.