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Poetry in the Community – The Resilience of Women

 

To mark the International Day for the Elimination of Violence of Women (25th November 2020) we asked our network of women and girls to submit their poetry about the women’s resilience. The response was fantastic and we want to thank every single person who shared their powerful and moving poetry with us!

We loved uniting the women and girls of Hillingdon to mark this important day and are so proud to showcase this on this page! We stand in solidarity with all those who identify as a woman who have experienced any form of gender-based violence.

I KNOW I CAN

by Tessa

I think I can, I think I can, I think I can change my life.

I know I can, I know I can, achieve a better life.

 A life with peace and tranquillity,

A life without hostility.

A life without anxiety.

A life with joviality.

 I think I can, I think I can, I think I can walk away.

I know I can, I know I can enjoy another day.

 A day with hope and positivity.

A day that starts with clarity.

A day of fun and frivolity.

A day of love and sincerity.

 I think I can, I know I can.

A Poem

by K Mcgarr

Hey I’m that girl that you wanted to break,can you see me now im finally awake.

I am strong and you are weak

I have a voice now hear me speak.

I’m not all those things that you called me

I’m a survivor, can you see!

I am free, I am alive you cannot hurt me, no more, you tried.

I’m a lion hear me me roar, the abuse is over, let me show you the door!

Nobody Owns Her

by Rachel Fernandes

Nobody owns her

She’s just a women but a whole lot of explosion

She believed in her heart and still has a whole lot of sparkle

Flames of fire burning in her eyes

Pay no heed to the critics but she’d hurdle

Got her feet grounded beneath the surface

 Standing a little taller

Chin a bit higher

She got the power, Cause nobody owns her

 There’s more to her then just what they know

Her comeback cannot be tamed but she’d hustle

And when she quit,she still rise higher

Unmasking herself, fixing her crown

 Speaking a bit louder

Soul a bit stronger

Heart a little prouder, Cause nobody owns her

 She’s just a women but she’s unstoppable

She needs no one to believe in her, Cause no one can stop her

Nobody owns her.

The Battlefield

by Chloë Sibley

A field of pulled roots 

whimpering against the wind, watching their seeds torn away. Fruitful carnations now limply dull enriching water refusing to stay. 

The soil besieges the roots, using green claws to lock them in and push the spirits down. But the ground bleeds tears for every strength that is found. 

A river of cries runs its course across the bruised field, 

rejuvenating the roots below. As they rise against the dirt new seeds begin to sow. 

A field of freed roots 

dancing in the breeze, 

watching their seeds thrive. The soil stays, trapped under fruitful carnations coming alive.

Read the Poetry Collection by Clicking Here