A Woman’s Worst Enemy 

Such a beautiful poem…I thoroughly agree that it is not the men but women who make each other’s lives hell!

The Purple Jewel

​This is for the women,

The fair, and weak ones

Who were raised upon flower beds

And the women,

Who were taught that being a woman

Meant love

And sacrifice.

This is for the women

Born with the same hearts

That toughened with time

And words, that were harsh.

The women, unpretty

The women, unfit

The women who could change the world

The women who could love beyond their power

But the women nobody looked up to.

A question, about the women,

The treacherous, the liars,

Women who are fire

Who burn and break and put lives at stake

They do exist.

Among us, the ones

With venomous tongues

Poisoning hearts, crushing hopes

Inciting hate, blinding loved ones

Could a woman be a woman’s greatest enemy?

In a world that searches for love

Could a woman be the one who ignites it?

Destroys it for feeble, petty wishes?

Could a…

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