My various and precious roles in life,
mother, daughter, sister, friend and wife.
Sometimes I grapple, how to juggle?
Some days seem a steep struggle.
All my roles are dear and I wish to tend,
But time and energy are finite in the end,
some I see seamlessly roles blend.
I wrestle to navigate this curvaceous bend.
Which role should I prioritize?
How should I categorize?
Not let one act monopolize.
Balance, play and strategize.
From none do I want to flee.
Each role is nourishing and dear to me.
Some days I can manage, like a busy bee,
On others, in my sweet solitude I find absolute glee.
Some roles pull me in opposite way(s),
Balancing priorities is not an easy play.
Is there a price to pay?
Relations need time, attention and energy to sway.
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Shalini Kathuria Narang is a software professional and a freelance journalist. She has reported for national and international newspapers, magazines and news sites. Her poems have been published in several anthologies including Starry Nights: Poetry of Diaspora in Silicon Valley and Pixie Dust and All Things Magical. She is a monthly contributor to Masticadores USA and has been published on Spillwords Press. She is originally from New Delhi.
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So true… women play so many roles..
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This is very relatable and beautifully said in your poem 🙂
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