oodeyaa
5 лет назадA Woman.
A Woman
Insects, birds, human and anima.
In grand and beautiful natural surroundings,
the creation of a woman is excellence.
She passed her early years,
In Love and care of her parents.
But the prime of her youth is passed,
Among a new unknown world.
She leaves behind everything,
Joins the company of some unknown friend.
Her sacrifices can never be end,
I find probability it is the universal trend.
With the pass age of a time,
She becomes a lovely mother of her child.
The destiny of a woman take turns,
That can never be confined.
She brings up her children with great care,
In the atmosphere of fear or unfair world.
My homage to such sacrifices,
I will try my best to raise my voices.