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I Am Not This Vagina

Feb 14, 2023
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By Astha Priyadarshini


I am not this vagina;

I am not this lovely face!

I am not sure if I'm full of grace.

But yes, I am full of pace;

I will keep going and going.


No, I'm not here for conquest..

But this journey is an internal unrest..

Which in words, I can never manifest..

But I wish, someday you would at least request..

To me, to explain to you-

"why am I so?"

My love, I know your care..

But these 'things', even I can't share..

Even if you ask my heart to bare,

This pain is only for me to bear.

So till then my love, let me be!

'coz I am not this vagina nor a lovely face!


By Astha Priyadarshini



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