God Created a Woman.

God created a woman.

God Created a Woman 

With a beauty shaped by both grace and fire, 

A masterpiece touched by the divine. 

Such a perfect piece of creation— 

Surely, God must be the finest artist in heaven. 

I have seen her moving, 

And there is none to match her step. 

Her body, curvaceous and strong, 

Holds a story carved into every line. 

She is a living painting, 

A tapestry of mystery and strength. 

But beneath that beauty, 

There is a story the world has not told— 

A quiet struggle, a battle unseen. 

It’s the story of a mother in pain, 

Her shoulders bearing the weight of dreams. 

With her children clinging, hungry for more, 

She rises in a world that offers less. 

It’s the story of a girl caught in between— 

To conform or not to conform, 

To love herself as she is or to change, 

Her heart torn by voices both near and far. 

It’s the story of a widow in mourning, 

Her son taken by the shadows of violence, 

The echo of his laughter silenced by the night. 

Yet, when the morning sun breaks the dawn, 

She wears her beauty like an armor, 

Setting off to fight another day. 

And when the sun slips below the horizon, 

Her beauty fades into the shadows, 

Her tears falling in the quiet of her room, 

Where no one sees the weight, she carries. 

Woman. 

Strong, enduring, radiant. 

She is the poem the world writes every day, 

Yet never finishes. 

EzroniX Poetry.