Woman, That Soft Vase [String Tanka]

by Khalid M Darwish   May 30, 2013


Woman is like glass
Nothing returns as before
Be careful before
you commit a blunder and
break any thing beautiful

Never make her cry
since God is counting her tears
She was created
from your rib, not from your foot
so any time you crush her

and not from your brain
so that you can transcend her
but created from
down your arm to protect her
and your heart side to love her

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  • 11 years ago

    by L

    I read a beautiful message, but I do have to say that I feel the form restricted your words on some parts.
    And makes it read a little shaky. But what I like the most is the message and your tone of voice. I feel the voice speaking directly to the reader

    Well done 5/5

  • 11 years ago

    by Meena Krish

    Woman is like glass
    Nothing returns as before
    Be careful before
    you commit a blunder and
    break any thing beautiful

    ^^You have summed up the fragility of a woman and how she must be taken care of in these simple lines..lovely!

    Never make her cry
    since God is counting her tears
    She was created
    from your rib, not from your foot
    so any time you crush her

    ^^I really like this! Some men out there think they can do all sorts of atrocities to women and get away and this shows that all is been watched and taken into account.

    but created from
    down your arm to protect her
    and your heart side to love her

    ^^How beautifully you have said it here! This gives such a nice feeling and comfort..well at least for me it does...nicely penned!

  • 11 years ago

    by Hannah Lizette

    I've read a quote that is very similar to this... I think it was along the lines of this:

    ""The woman came from a man's rib. Not from his feet to be walked on. Not from his head to be superior, but from the side to be equal. Under the arm to be protected. And next to the heart to be loved."

    I like the metaphor of a woman being like glass, very fragile...and how God counts women's tears.

    Beautiful poem.

  • 11 years ago

    by Mohan

    Yes, god is counting her tears.
    great written my friend, I agree this poem.