Woman - Blessing or a Curse?
A woman is like a flower in this society,
She has many varieties to play, but she is always present with anxiety.
They make others joyful and cheerful like a daughter,
Being a good companion in happiness and sorrows like a sister.
Tender is its touch like a caring wife,
Wanting to go on the same way throughout your whole life.
As the honeybee sucks the nectar from flowers for making sweet honey,
Every child drinks the blood of mother as milk without paying any money.
As flowers can cure many diseases as it has many properties which are medicinal,
Grandmother educates her grandchildren with her stories that are gift wrapped with characters that are fictional.
She likes to fly higher and higher like a hawk,
But she cannot bear to part her ways away from her stalk.
Dancing beautifully along the wind or water from side to side,
Unable to act on her own, due to many rules she has to abide.
She always has to have a covering of thorns,
Because if it fails, the society will make her life filled with mourns.
Sunny or windy, rainy or snowy the flower has never hidden its beauty,
Sick or tired, busy or bloody she always must complete her household duty.
Smoother and softer are her petals and roots,
She is still strong enough to bear the weight of all her fruits.
The aroma she spreads is pure, sweet, alluring and enchanted,
Even though her surroundings are dirty, polluted and filled with unwanted.
Flowers are decorated in the wedding stage and cemetery to make them aromatic and beautiful,
May it be happy or sad; her presence makes all the celebrations much more meaningful.
Like the appearance of flowers, her skills and abilities will always give a surprise,
If you treat her with respect and give her some love, she will show you the paradise.