SHE

Twinkling eyes & curly hair
Sweet smile & skin fair
A daughter, I’m born
Bringing joy...heaven’s boon!

Father’s gentle hands yet strong hold
Mother’s warm hug driving away the cold
Brother’s taunts that sometimes bring tears
Are all that I hold dear!

Then I am a friend to one and all
Sharing secrets through telephonic calls
We fight, we forgive & we forget
For friends are a rare kind to get!

Then seasons change & spring comes
Heart beats faster as love dawns
Life becomes rosy from his one glance
Oh! How lovely to be in love’s trance!

Tears spring when the dream shatters
When betrayed, love no longer matters
Heart broken , soul bitterly torn
I struggle bravely to move on....

Age descends & I seek wisdom
A wife, a mother I become
Now its my turn to love and care
The old and new family I share

This world is different & I new
With cautious little steps I make it through
Bless my family Lord I pray
Everyday gracefully as my hair grows gray

One winter morning clear & bright
Renouncing all worldly pleasures & plight
I breathe my last through wails and cries
A woman was born...a woman thus dies......

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  2. UI/UX Studio Delhi1 February 2017 at 23:33

    Awakening post to read and it creates a common sense among readers too. Thank you.

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  3. Unknown20 May 2017 at 03:27

    What an emotional poetry! I am wondering how you put the complete woman's journey into this little poem.

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