I am ready for you, boy.
Never been a stupid broad, I know
exactly how you need me and
I know how to give it up.
Someone to love
you,
someone to validate
you,
someone to talk
to,
someone who can prove you are good and hold
your hand
when you are feeling down.
I've been with boys before and
they make me sad tonight
I am so sad but not enough to cry
I haven't done that in weeks.
Because I need you too, the night
to exist in, lines to color and
live in, a story to write and a urge to
give into.
I am a woman, and can't stand your double standards.
Tired of men not giving us a chance to be more than romance
flowers tears and undying loyalty,
fuck that,
I am nothing if not your equal.
I wanted to be softness
silk and small shoes but
I just cant ignore how
rough the world is and
how you get more.
I am just saying I wish I didn't expect the worst
and I wish it wasn't coming,
because it is, its true,
and I am ready
for you
boy.
its quite different type of poem i see. i wish you all the best.
Dr. Zayed Bin Zakir Shawon