Silent Whispers Chapter 1 (The True Definition Of Womanhood)

 

Sample 1 Chapter 1 of Silent Whispers (Subtitle: “Elegant Expressions Of Lyrical Bliss”)

We, are overwhelmed with the images that the medial tries to feed us on a regular basis. Some of us,  don’t look like the super models that grace our televisons and  because of that we hurt our temples by either overeating or not eating enough.  We,  all have fallen victim to the hype of this generation of plastic surgery, debt, eating disorders etc all in the name of being accepted by society.  When, will we learn how to love ourselves, and accept how our bodies look?

                   Ladies,  I’ve come to realization that if we are overweight that you should make up in your mind to accept your body, understanding that (especially if you’ve had children)  your  body represents sheer elegance, confidence, and beauty that should be adhored!  My sisters,  it’s time for us to retire the sweats and embrace the strapless! As you journey through the pages of my mind about defining the true definition of womanhood understand that it’s not based on if I fit into a size 2 nor is it based on how  much money I have in my bank account. It’s, based on how I view my own self worth as a woman(A Queen if you will) not letting go of my dreams, reaching them and taking this world by storm.

                          As, you read on be encouraged by the words I speak for I’ve learned how to use my being to edify and shape this world…………………….

THE TRUE DEFINITION OF WOMANHOOD

Beautiful, sexy, ambitions dynamic

Strong to the touch

Willing, to stand against all odds

Wishing to have Janet’s abs

While longing for JLo’s black book

Standing, in the midst of her world wishing age would press re-wind

Not able to accept the truth

Vein to the fact that time has changed everything

Gone are the days of size 2’s for fitting into them would be a dream

Birthing children, having a career

Praying for the strength of 10,000 men

Never will we accept defeat for our faith helps you to stand

Yet, we stand in the mirror reflecting on the years that have passed us by

Working to strive for the “Perfect” image only to be let down

Scrapping our dignity off of the floor as another relationship bites the dust

Dusting off years of rejection

Admiring, the smiles while laughing at the circumstances

How Can I Go On?

Standing for our dreams while loving the skin we are in

Enjoying , long walks while relaxing around the fire

Wearing the sweetest of scents

Hearing the birds  sing our praises from beyond the window bay

Changing the lanes of our existence while going to the next level in our womanhood

Recovering from the true art of rejection

Tearing down the walls of silence through  the spoken word

Inspiration found on the subways of my mind

My surroundings say “No” Why Me?

Struggling to live check to check

Some surviving off of lovers of the night

Tired, making it  up the stairs to my success

Hoping always for the light at the end of the tunnel

Not allowing the road blocks to over take

Check my pulse!

Am, I still breathing?

Wishing i was in the middle of the ocean

Conversing with the fish as the Wales introduce me  to their clan

Dancing on the oceans blue

Resting on the shores taking in the crystal blue waters

Moving beyond space and time

Awakening to the sounds of the streets

Only to discover that my stop has arrived

Off of the bus I remove myself determined for my dreams not to die

THE GREEN EYED ONE

African vibes from the motherland

Sending the sensations of compassion from beyond my mind

So often hearts become twisted, mended only by words left unspoken

Jesters of ambitions torn between my reality and fantasy

Traveling dangerous roads with feelings outward for nations to view

Bright eyed, willing to take on the world

Lipstick”Smakin” hips that rotate to the sounds from the motherland

Reaching, for your heart

Counting the cost of exposing my heart

The loneliness left without a trace

Embracing my love for the arts

Causing distractions in my reality

Crying for the chance to be seen

Longing for the chance to be seen

Heard, from beyond the four walls

Empowered by my creative edge.

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