THE ORIGINAL PHENONENAL WOMAN!! :) BY- Maya Angelou

hii frnds...i knw its too early for a new post bt cant helped it!! i found this poem while reading sumone else's bloG!! i knw i m simply copying it here from her's but seriously loved it!! this blog was named as "mukulika musing" n i loved this one!!

In olden days the roles of men n women were predefined!! a gal shud b like this n and a boys shud be like dat!! but as time is changes..women are willing to break the norms!! modern woman have enough guts to go out there n chase her dreams :) aj ki naari knows exactly what she wants n how to get it!! todays woman is not only gud with the housing chores but know her way through the company presentations!! she had become smart, daring and beautiful :)

gone were the days wen the most important in a woman's lyf was her virginity. the days where her cooking skills matter more then her feelings!! where being beautiful was everything to her..when her body used to define her more than her soul!! today's woman have become independent n knows her self Worth..bt still our society has long way to go..:) so enough of my ranting!! here is the poem!!

                          A PHENOMENAL WOMAN!! :)

I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size  

But when I start to tell them,

I say,

They think I’m telling lies.

It’s in the reach of my arms,

The span of my hips,  

The stride of my step,  

The curl of my lips.  

I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,  

That’s me.

I walk into a room

Just as cool as you please,  

And to a man,

The fellows stand or

Fall down on their knees.  

Then they swarm around me,

A hive of honey bees.  

I say,

It’s the fire in my eyes,  

And the flash of my teeth,  

The swing in my waist,  

And the joy in my feet.  

I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That’s me.

Men themselves have wondered  

What they see in me.

They try so much

But they can’t touch

My inner mystery.

When I try to show them,  

They say they still can’t see.  

I say,

It’s in the arch of my back,  

The sun of my smile,

The ride of my breasts,

The grace of my style.

I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That’s me.

Now you understand

Just why my head’s not bowed.  

I don’t shout or jump about

Or have to talk real loud.  

When you see me passing,

It ought to make you proud.

I say,

It’s in the click of my heels,  

The bend of my hair,  

the palm of my hand,  

The need for my care.  

’Cause I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That’s me.

gudnite to uh awl!! have a nice sleep!! ja ne ;)