This subject celebrated by legions of eyes,
Yet none to decipher her, O sigh!
That smile that unarms even the wise,
O woman, thou art a treasure in disguise.
Yet, who’s treasure shall I name thee, O Dear,
So oft has claws of possession wronged thy mane,
How uninitiated are those jeering seers,
Who seek to grasp the wind, alas in vain.
Valorous at the door yet vulnerable at the window,
Daring at war, yet gracious on the floor (dance floor)
Loving to the cradle, yet stoic at vow,
Beauty in the skin, the interior hath filled with lore.
10 comments:
wow Sri. great one. Well first of all thanks on behalf all women :) second who is ur inspiration?
dog, i linked this poem of yours in my blog. do give me some credit okay?
@rafique: my inspiration is the acquaintance of womanhood...i made quite a few observations from that. this poem lists them
@sleepyface: That was awesome! Thou has the credit of leading the message to the intended!
@nidhi: Thank you very much
Incredible sri!
I'm proud of u! :)
impressive!
i feel not the neccessity to explicity mention 'dance floor' ;)
Oh bard! To your prose thy bows
A wish expressed
A feeling touched
A life stated
An enigma quoted
In this poetic unison a beauty flows
It could have been shaped only by you
To this we join in to say ‘Thank You!’
@i7: :-)
@Vinitha: Your comment is moving. Thanks. Very gracious an appreciation.
Hello Bard, Women's Day seems to have been special this year for Tripleoh. Nice.. Am all smiles.
wow :)
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