Courage

O, lovely damsel, stop…
A faint voice mellowed in wild air.
Tell me thy story.

A petite white lily,
Shining dreams in tiny eyes,
Rolling around green moss,
Standing tall, amidst the growing grass.

Playful mud she adorns,
Blissful soak of platonic amuse,
Lonely streets make a wander haven,
Together, thy create her paradise galore.

Mighty glass ceilings she unfolds,
Wrapped in oodles of societal norms,
The spirit inside her shouts loud,
Alone, I beat the chauvinism sojourn.

Uncertain solitude she braves,
It raises a gentle mother in her,
She births the future of tomorrow,
Builds a generous nation of able minds.

I am the woman of today.
Born centuries ago.
Courage is my shining armour.
No odd thy break me.
Thou respect me, thou love me.
I believe, who I am.
I am the, ‘Woman of ‘Courage.’

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Maa – Strength!

I wail in tears,
A gentle smile lifts me.

I fall in stupor,
The mighty lift wakes me.

I fail to giant storms,
A warm pat puts my grip back.

I loath in sadness,
A brave heart pours courage in me.

I succumb to defeat,
An innate warrior flushes hot blood again.

Ye ye… I wonder in awe,
Who is this?
Where does it hail from?

A mellow voice rings in my ears,
I am the ‘Strength’.
I am infinite.
I gave you life.
I yielded you.
My womb nurtured you,
To live for eternity.
I am your ‘Maa’.
I am your Strength.

Dedicated to my Mom. You melt in the cosmos but your undying spirit is the charisma of my strength. Love you, Maa!

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Halki hawa ka jhoka aaya,
Mohabbat ka toofan laaya,
Preet bano tum meri,
Honton se jo choo lo tum.

Udta hara dupatta tera,
Lipta neele aasman ko,
Khanakti kangan main thaam lu,
Honton se jo choo lo tum.

Reshami zulfein mahek laaye,
Rang isha ka yunhi lehraye,
Saaz koi chedu dil ke kone ka,
Honton se jo choo lo tum.

Bekarar dil ki awaaz sunn,
Sailaab jazbaaton ka behne do,
Ban jao tum wajah mere ehsaas ki,
Honton se jo choo lo tum.

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