I wonder how to define a word that's women
A pain or a gain, a leisure or a woe to men
She's the survivor from the birth to her death
Non comparable unto her on the face of earth
Since her childhood she learns to compromise
She is not a curse but a blessing in disguise
A house is a home when a girl is born
She deserves a smile but not a frown
As she grow she is directed to reserve
Alienation, aloofness from the rest of universe
She is expected to be soft and tender
Always entangled in partiality in terms of gender
A girl is not a girl just but a sister to her brother
A daughter endeared to her father and her mother
She shares, she cares, she laugh, she smile
She cries, she woe and make life worthwile
After age 12 the things start changing
The change is not bad but give life its meaning
She start idealizing the people and surrounding
Stay in her dreams and dont bother other's thinking
Parents start the race of compare and contrast
Nothing good happens but the creativity is lost
Time add charm to her looks and personality
She become narcisst and admirer of her beauty
The time comes to tread new path new way
Good leads to good and bad to decay
One step wrong can destroy her whole life
She face thunders when she become a wife
By treading the good and avoiding the bad
You become a proud to your mother and ur dad
Stepping into the world known as wedlock
A gamble that has treasures or a shock
Women is a fighter who settles with time
Well putting ones demand is not a crime
Why all the boys have all the fun
We are of same clay under the sun
What happens after marriage that's not bothers
She learn many things when become a mother
The need of women cannot be denied
The creature like this you can never find
Women is a symbol of beauty and trial
She suffers the pain with beautiful smile
She played many roles in just one go
A wife, a mother and many you know
She loves her husband with the heart of gold
A partner in the middle and the nurse to old
The story came to end when she gets weak
Nobody wants to listen what she speak
You can disagree but, it's just what i feel
Take care of women is my heartiest appeal
Even the whore among us deserves the respect
She should be treat as human and that is a fact
Women! women! women! you are a gift of GOD
You make the earth colourful and a peaceful abode
HMT-----------------MISHAY---------
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