HE created woman
from the back bone of a man,
Adorned with charismatic aura,
breathing life to the word ‘Beautiful’!
Her womb to foster generations,
Her eyes mystic, mirroring
the various emotions in life,
Her limbs super gadgets juggling chores various…
The pride of a home
catering to the needs of several,
Her desires buried deep…
Giving colours to other’s dreams…
Like a candle she melts
giving light to others,
Ne’er a murmur, Ne’er a grumble,
A tulsi in the courtyard of her home…
Her presence lights up a home
Various roles she justifies,
Though taken for granted at times
Her absence envelopes all in gloom!
Too fragile her heart at times,
Shattered and fragmented many times,
Yet endowed with an inner strength
to fight for her loved ones…
Like a rose…
She perfumes the bond of togetherness
to a home – otherwise a house!
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