My Abaya and I

My Abaya and I

have a relationship of special kind

She does not oppress me

or cage my mind

You may never understand

the radiance of confidence from my eyes

while her delicate laminate-layer

covers my thighs

With clear-cut crystals secured on the collar

I feel regal-grand

wearing this feminine armour

How could a woman not feel divine

with silk swirls of detailed embroidery

threaded up and down her spine?

A thin cloak offering pleasant protection

She conceals my tanned skin

to unveil intellectual perfection

You may never understand

the comfort She grants

you are too busy wondering

why I don't wear skin-tight pants

My Abaya and I

have a relationship of special kind

She does not oppress me

or cage my mind



My first attempt at writing poetry, go easy on me.

Signed,