To The Other Half Poem by indira babbellapati

On a September morning
I open the door to a blazing sun
Humid and scorched
I blink at the sun and my hormones
Which give an awkward shape and gait
To the body hanging on
A cliff of desire—
The desire trapped in the body contours—
In that blink I take a quick look
At the (un) written dictums of
Patience, tolerance, virtue
And all that’s associated
With me, the other half

All to survive and serve
A man’s world?
No, no, no!
Screamed my insides…
All needed to understand
And come to terms with
My own ever capricious chemistry
That keeps changing it’s equations
Umpteen times in a day
Within the same body…

All these days I was inhibitive
Of the play of hormones
That label me feminine
The vagaries of my biology!

I wiped off the sun
That kept burning my tough skin
To begin yet another day
For my hormones
To play on this arena

22sep2010
13.13hrs