17 Rupi Kaur Poems That Will Make You a Better Woman

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Rupi Kaur poems are the voice of a generation that has been told to succeed in the world we must be pretty and soft, that to be deserving of love we must submit to the will of the men who “own” us, and that the very things that make women beautiful are the things we should hide so that we don’t intimidate men. The Toronto-based 24-year-old gained a huge following by sharing her achingly truthful poems on Instagram that focused on subjects from heartbreak to feminism to growing up with racism and being different than her peers. Rupi Kaur’s writing is real, raw, and a perfectly captures what it’s like to be a woman in today’s world. Here are ” X Rupi Kaur Poems That Will Make You a Better Woman.”

  1. I want to apologize to all the women I have called pretty before I’ve called them intelligent or brave. I am sorry I made it sound as though something as simple as what you’re born with is the most you have to be proud of. When your spirit has crushed mountains. From now on I will say things like, “you are resilient” or, “you are extraordinary.” Not because I don’t think you’re pretty, but because you are much more than that. – Rupi Kaur

  2. You tell me I am not like most girls and learn to kiss me with your eyes closed. Something about the phrase- something about how I have to be unlike other the women I call sisters to be wanted makes me want to spit your tongue out. Like I am supposed to be proud, you picked me? As if I should be relieved you think I am better than them. – Rupi Kaur

  3. We all move forward when we recognize how resilient and striking the women around us are. – Rupi Kaur

  4. I do not want to have you fill the empty parts of me. I want to be full on my own. I want to be so complete I could light a whole city, and then I want to have you. Cause, the two of us combined could set it on fire.- Rupi Kaur

  5. You have been taught your legs are a pit stop for men that need a place to rest. A vacant body empty enough for guests but no one ever comes and is willing to stay.rupi kaur poems

  6. You tell me to quiet down cause my opinions make me less beautiful? But, I was not made with a fire in my belly so I could be put out. I was not made with a lightness in my tongue, so I could be easy to swallow. I was not made heavy, half-blade, half-silk, difficult to forget but not easy for the mind to swallow. – Rupi Kaur

  7. Every time you tell your daughter you yell at her out of love; you teach her to confuse anger with kindness. Which seems like a good idea, till she grows up to trust men who hurt her cause they look so much like you.  – Rupi Kaur

  8. The next time he points out the hair on your legs is growing back, remind that boy your body is not his home. He is a guest. Remind him to never outstep his welcome again. – Rupi Kaur

  9. Other women’s bodies are not our battlegrounds. – Rupi Kaur

    What terrifies me is how we foam at the mouth with envy when others succeed but sigh in relief when they are failing. Our struggle to celebrate each other is what’s proven most difficult in being human. – Rupi Kaur

  10. Our backs tell stories no books have the spine to carry. – Rupi Kaur

  11. What’s the greatest lesson a woman should learn? That, since day one she’s already had everything she needs within herself. It’s the world that convinced her she did not. – Rupi Kaur

  12. Did you think I was a city big enough for a weekend getaway? I am the town surrounding it. The one you’ve never heard of, but always pass through. There are no neon lights here. No skyscrapers or statues, but there is thunder. For I have made bridges tremble. I am not street meat. I am homemade jam. Thick enough to cut the sweetest thing your lips will touch. I am not police sirens; I am the crackle of a fireplace. I’d burn you, and you still couldn’t take your eyes off of me cause I’d look so beautiful doing it you blush. I am not a hotel room; I am home. I am not the whiskey you want; I am the water you need. Don’t come here with expectations and try to make a vacation out of me. – Rupi Kaur

  13. “How is it so easy for you to be kind to people?” he asked. Milk and honey dripped from my lips as I answered, “Cause people have not been kind to me.” – Rupi Kaur

  14. She is water. Soft enough to offer life. Tough enough to down it away. – Rupi Kaur

  15. I will never understand why you held me if you were afraid of warmth? You should have known I was fire. – Rupi Kaur

  16. What I miss most is how you loved me, but what I didn’t know was how you loved me had so much to do with the person I was. It was a reflection of everything I gave to you coming back to me. How did I not see that? Did I sit there soaking in the idea that no one could love me that way when it was I who taught you? When it was  I who showed you how to fill the way I needed to be filled? How cruel I was to myself giving you credit for my warmth simply because you had felt it. Thinking it was you who gave me strength, wit, beauty simply because you refused to take your eyes off it. As if I was already not these things before I met you? As if I did not remain all of these things after you left? – Rupi Kaur

  17. I will not have you walk in and out of me like an open doorway when I have too many miracles happening inside of me to be your convenient option. I’m not your hobby. – Rupi Kaur

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