The Woman

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The woman

A selfless archer in the direction of love
Sure to strike the arrow that trusts

A will to forgo difficult phases
Of what life holds and soon eases

A man you made would stand by thee
In all hardships you hide you with glee

The children born out of your pain and gain
Would stand by your order and vein

The role you choose to make one claim
Respect that comes out like a painless rain

The role model for man's subtle army
Whose leader they choose and it is absolutely thats you

You stand next to God in all of beauty
Of power, the love and of your everlasting duty

A teacher in you, you made out of you
That teaches all amongst fun and frolic, a game you shoo

You are a monk of natures stake
For you lead the world full at drape

For the painful process in all of your life
The gain that nurtures me to become wise

The atma in you forgives not the crime
To bring happiness your dreams are fine

You give up pleasures in wordly norms
I would be pleased if you forsake me with no harm

Pleased by you I would rather sing a song
That you live forever with the same sojourn



       S ANANDHI
           9/05/20

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Anandhi Srinivasan said…
A selflessness, love, the children she loves, a man's role model, all these qualities make the mother next only to God. She is a friend, and a guide making us wise. Truly this poem is a good tribute to the Mother.As I wished earlier the rhyming words make it sweet!
Manoharan sir
May 10, 2020 at 5:02 AM
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