Woman
Dr. Nunglekpam Premi Devi *
Oh! What a beauty creation
That man has never doubts; chasing her
That man has inflicted too much burden on her;
She's all but a mother; creator
She's all but a giver of love,
She's is all a mentor; a teacher
She's all a protector; a guardian
She's all but shadows define;
She's all but an absorber
She's captivating and she's engaging
She's man's benevolent, tenderly
She's helping and she's charitable;
She's too neighborly; humane
She understands and all is considerate
That man never ignore her tolerant
Those men never free her favoring unbiased.
Oh! What a beauty creation
That man has never doubts; chasing her
That man has inflicted too much burden on her;
She's soft; she's good
She's innocent; she's touching
She's shaping and she's determine
She's too confirm but she's all learn
She's attracting and she's all gaining
That man captures her unevenly; without fail
That man seizures usually rapidly and repeatedly;
She's all comforting and all consoling
She erases all pains and she's all securing;
She's is understanding and all comprehensive
That man's pride would befall her image;
That man's ignorance would detach her unrest.
Oh! What a beauty creation
That man has never doubts; chasing her
That man has inflicted too much burden on her;
That man has loosened upon her chastity;
That man has untied her many times;
That man has unwrapped her bosom for welfare; charity
She's all but a merciful humanitarian
She's all but a compassionate being,
She's bears and transports her move to exchange;
She's all a mother to man's succeeding;
She's all love and all kind-hearted;
She's all loving and all addressing pleasant;
That man could never dare to neglect her;
That man could never sympathize her mistakes.
Oh! What a beauty creation
That man has never doubts; chasing her
That man has inflicted too much burden on her;
That man has tugged her along life's miseries;
That man has drag her emotions to corrections,
All she does is never cried nor call for her sorrows;
All she does is bleeds for her kind;
That man ceases to shower benediction upon her;
She's a muse still she's a woman too.
* Poem written by Dr. Nunglekpam Premi Devi for Imphal Times
The writer is an Independent Scholar
This poem was webcasted on June 06 2017.
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