Women - a symbol of Love,
An Exemplar of Endurance,
But the irony, they are deprived of,
Some sort of utmost importance.
Women, being constantly remembered,
Of their womanhood.
But, many make them cry,
as a symbol of manhood.
To stand by your(women) side,
some of us lack temerity,
But in anguishing the girl, the bride,
We do forget humanity.
Your heart is immense - pure and clean,
We love to put our head,
On your shoulder, while we lean.
You are delicate like the petals of rose,
But, we salute you, for the painful throes.
Throes of pain you endure during childbirth,
What we get, a reason for immense mirth.
You are a wife, you are daughter,
You are a mother, you are sister.
So many roles you handle, with care & laughter,
You do support us in our disaster.
You are addressed as Lakshmi,
You are idolised as Saraswati,
You are Durga, You are Shakti,
We salute you, for your audacity.
When a boy is young,
You are always with them.
As a sister, as a friend,
You always help them.
You do bring freshness in our life,
Whether as a sister, daughter or wife.
You are wonderful, You are marvelous,
But, some don't respect you, it is scandalous.
We love your innocence as a daughter,
We do share your passion as a lover,
You care about us as a sister,
We feel your warmth as a mother and friend ever.
You are melodious, You are charming,
You are naughty, yet, so sharing,
Your heart is tender, also too tough,
We love you forever, that's not enough.
Women - We Love you, We Respect you,
For your endurance, We do Admire you.
By : ROHIT GUPTA (AlbMa CuNiG)
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