She laughs till her gut pangs
and till her breasts sprang
She assured me someday it will grow
and that's when the community affirms
me to wear bras for them to suit an art
that day I won't be a girl, perhaps a woman
I was hinted of her breasts every day
for she wore dawn-tinted bras so pretty
she proclaims with unending sighs
it is required to attract men;
it is required to be called a woman
dear vagina endures a space
it is planted sincerely inside
but the breasts are like hearts
they are open and obvious
open to be touched
open to be felt
open to be embraced
Your breasts are supposed
to be frozen and fleshy
plump orbs very like attractive butts
Mumma said I became a woman
when thick blood flowered between my thighs
No Mumma! I oppose, the cousin said
it is when my boobs turn round and full
Crack was the sound of a tight slap
chah! was the sound of aunties watching
but my breasts, nevermore grown
while some taunt yours are lemons
while others taunt yours are gooseberry
tuck in any socks to cheat, trick it's substantial
still they say I own petty change, and it's dull
but the cousins' cuddled in warmth
she can confer on her deep cleavage
miss nosy stays to examine me
does it even weigh a gram girl?
she scoffs concerning mine, saying
discern, gentlemen will never desire you
for they will neither express echoes
nor draw the intricate biology of sex
I scream with no sound by dusk
to the breasts through thoughts
Reaching up amidst noisome cousins
I remember short and scarce
to enjoy my wholesome self
I nap with blurs and perceive
little, loud, or lavish as you receive
Never worry facing a mirror
some may swing you permit
some may sing you permit
some may stand still you permit
cry for those who talk to you
not for those who talk to breasts
let it be itty rather bitty
let it never choke you
don't ever regret
simply fall asleep, serene.
Eshwari is figuring out writing and loves discovering stories in people. On some nights she writes, on some days she tells stories. A 20-year-old student of Bengaluru who enjoys stalking people in government buses. She blogs here.
