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Speak My Mind


No longer liked when started speaking my mind.

They ask, "What happened to you girl ?"

Why are you now so unruly and unkind?

Only wanted me when it was easy to shove.

Now you ask me to forget and rise above.


Can't you let it go, it was my first.

Where was this attitude when you wanted to quench your thirst.

Let it be, I too have a sister.

What if someone else did that to her mister?


From Babe to Bitch,

Only took months for the 7-year itch.

It is 21st century so dine and dash,

Otherwise would have been a Salem witch trial bash.


       I am no longer afraid to speak my mind.

       Even if I am seen as unruly and unkind.


~ Kanika Kaushal ✨ The Luminous Muse



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