Poetry About Women นิยาย & เรื่องราว

God, she looked so scared. I remember the article I've read. Hindi ko makalimutan kong paano ipinaliwanag ng article kung gaano kasakit manganak. Women are really amazing. They can carry a child inside their womb and put their lives on the line, so they can deliver the baby. Sobrang mahalaga ang mga babae kaya hindi ko maintindihan ang ibang mga lalaki na nagagawang lokohin at saktan ang mga babae sa buhay nila.

that's what makes me see red. "Pasalamat talaga ang mga gagong 'yon." They're so used to getting away with it treating women like they're nothing but just dolls.. like they're useless. But I'm not useless, I'm not a toy and I'll show them what happens when they mess with the wrong person. I'm holding back, holding on but it's a thin thread, a fragile restraint that's stretched to breaking point.

Nagsimula na akong magpinta, pero natigilan din ako nang hindi ko alam kung paano tatapusin ang piyesa. Napatitig ako sa pinipinta ko. It was a woman—naked, yet wrapped delicately with a sheer cloth that flowed from her chest down to her private parts. Flowers adorned her head, not just as ornaments, but as symbols—of life, femininity, and silent strength.

At tila lalo lamang akong naugatan sa kinatatayuan ko nang mas lalo niya pang inilapit ang sarili sa akin. “Because women nowadays tend to forget how powerful they are. They refuse to believe the obvious truth that they can be powerful if they want them to be. Those chains around his wrist represents fear, sila mismo ang nagkukulong sa ideyang baka mahusgahan sila ng lipunan once they show the power they hold.” he whispered in my ear.

Third person point of view "The night was dark, for the moon was young And the stars were asleep and rare" a voice of a woman echoed at the wilderness in a dark night. It was as if the woman was reciting some piece of literary art, a poem entitled "Ballad of a Mother's heart" by Jose La Villa Tierra. That woman was none other than the dumb woman in the University. Yes she may be dumb and crazy like she always behave but she can easily memorize and it helps her get through all those years she spent in schooling. It was like a talent to her, she may not easily get and understand what does other people say especially when they converse in English but she can do memorization and that's an easy p

“What is your quality as a woman?” She’s now questioning my quality and capacity. Hindi ko alam kung manliliit ba ako sa sarili ko dahil sa kaniyang tanong ay man lalo kong naalala ang isa kong pagkakamali. I saw my reflection behind him. The brave woman who conquered through ups and downs and deals with her own demon every night. My quality as a woman is a multifaceted tapestry woven with myriad colors, composed of my unwavering strength that surges through my veins, enabling myself to overcome adversity, my unyielding determination that propels me forward, defying limits and shattering glass ceilings, my radiant grace that emanates from within, captivating hearts with its elegance and pois

Kailangan niya nang magising at makita kung ano ba ang tunay na yaman. "I am not mad at you but remember, we are women and we are more than what we think, have some self-respect and self-love, and don't ever act like men have the power over you. We are powerful more than them," maawtoridad kong sinabi at saka pinunasan ang luhang nahulog mula sa aking mata at saka mabilis na umalis at lumabas sa room kung saan kami nag-usap.

At saka siya lumapit. Hindi ako gumalaw. Parang may apoy na lumiliyab sa balat ko sa ilalim ng matalim niyang titig. Mas lalong tumigas ang panga niya, at sa isang mapanganib na bulong, sinabi niya, “Tell me why I can’t stop thinking about you.” Parang may bumagsak na tubig-yelo sa loob ng katawan ko. “Tell me why,” patuloy niya, “when I look at other women, all I see is ways they aren’t you.”

Hinead to foot ko sila at ipinagpatuloy na lang ang paglakad papunta sa katubigan. They did not continue their approach because of how the way I look at them. Nakatayo lang sila gilid habang tahimik na nakatulala sa amin. That's it, you should be the one who will feel troubled. Not me, because I am the Queen. I am the standards, bow down. I am working to be the woman that no man can easily touch. I was working about it, I bleed my self to achieve it. I was in great pain to be here. So no one should feel like they are above me.

Lahat ng iyon ay naghatid sa kanya ng pakiramdam na matagal niya nang gustong muling maranasan. Hinanap ng kanyang paningin ang kinaroroonan ng bahay nina Clara. Nang matagpuan ito, naramdaman niya ang pagluwag ng buhol sa kanyang tiyan. Katulad pa rin ito ng nasa alaala niya, isang munting dalawang palapag na bahay na pinapaligiran ng puting bakod na gawa sa pininturahang kawayan. Marahan niyang tinungo iyon, bawat hakbang ay sinasabayan ng kakaibang pakiramdam habang iniensayo sa isip ang kanyang sasabihin.