Poems - Gayatri Devi Borthakur

Woman

She is the shrilling sound of festivals You are the conch

She is the border of hair You are the colour of vermillion

She is the Minerva You are the verse

She is the royal blue You are the sky

She is the flawless river You are the Ocean

She is the symbol of true love You are the faith

She is the greenery You are the Sun

She is the earth You are the shape

She is the prosperity You are the ego

She is the mesmerizing beauty You are the devotee

She is the generous goddess You are the deity

She is the consort You are the believe.

She is the nature You are the supreme being

She is the creeper You are the tree

She is the field You are the seed

She is the maturity And you are the most desired time...

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