Unshamed and Untied

He trusts a lie, they say, “He’s bold,
A man’s mistake is brushed off, cold.”
But when she trusts, it’s a heavier toll,
She’s blamed for giving away her soul.

If he seeks pleasure, it’s “natural,” “right,”
A man’s desire is pure and bright.
But when she craves, explores her own,
She’s shunned, her womanhood dethroned.

Why must her hunger be a source of shame?
Why must her body bear the blame?
They say her strength is in restraint,
As if her fire’s meant to faint.

But why can’t strength and softness blend?
Why can’t her power have no end?
Why is she told to fear her voice,
Is her body not her own by choice?

Why teach her that she’s fragile, weak,
When her heart’s strong, her mind unique?
Why make her hide behind closed doors,
Afraid to explore what’s truly hers?

Let her rise without fear
Of shame, of doubt, of a whispered sneer.
Let her body be her pride,
Her femininity is not denied.

No more the chains of modesty
That cage her strength, her autonomy.
Her heart is wild, her spirit free—
A woman unshamed, a woman to be.

Teach her not to fear her name,
Her wants, her body, or the flame
That burns within, that makes her whole—
Let her control her heart, her soul.

No longer shamed for trusting men,
No longer caged, condemned again.
Her strength and softness intertwine,

A woman’s power—both fierce and kind. 

~ Kanika Kaushal ✨ The Luminous Muse