WOMAN

Of Woman

Woman, a vast sky,

That covers man and his all acts,

Above faith and belief,

She deserves respect

By Mukesh Sharma

Woman, a mystery,

No man can solve indeed.

Like a God She is,

Perceived, not easy to please.

Woman, a mother,

That procreates really.

Makes a child a man,

And a man a baby.

Woman, a desire,

An eternal spring.

Began with Adam,

Shall end with Eve.

Of Woman

Woman, a dream,

Every man delights.

Be it in dead of night,

Or a full daylight.

Woman, a touch,

Man can feel not.

With open eyes,

But in mind, eyes shut.

Woman, a smile,

Where silence treads.

Only a truth seeker,

Can understand and read.

Woman, a pleasure,

So serene and still.

Only a faithful can,

Experience and feel.

Woman, a namaaz

Offered with attitude all.

Niyat not broken,

Except on mother’s call.

Woman, a worship,

A matter of belief is.

Can be propitiated with,

Pure mind and sacrifice.

Woman, an azaan,

That turns one on.

And reminds,

God's not far off.

Woman, an Eid,

Believers wait and wish.

After holy ramzaan what,

Relation between man-God is.

Woman, a Diwali,

That dispels darkness.

Even in deep sorrow,

Can bring happiness.

Woman, a nature,

That nurtures all.

Like a universe,

Beyond man’s call.

Woman, a public,

That makes netas.

Bears all the brunt,

With no complaint.

Woman, an India,

Holding all together.

Hindu, Muslim, Sikh, Christian,

Like a marigold flower.

Woman, a vast sky,

That covers man and his all acts,

Above faith and belief,

She deserves respect.