World is given through her womb Life by her love She's a shooting star Fulfilling the dreams of others Forgetting her ones.
We don't dare to appreciate her We don't care to her feelings, Nor her dreams. She swallows her pride To serve us might.
Love her, she loves you tonnes Ignore her, she loves you loads Ignores our ignorance And tolerates our flaws Complaining never
Her cries are often unheard With tears invisible, Trauma a smile Patience at infinity With words unspoken.
She's a ocean Vast to explore Hard to understand But plain as river With thoughts deeper.
Her self respect Often misspelled as ego, Society mocks her down earth And she raises like a tree From a buried seed
Her every move Is judgemental, With several eyes poking her And so she became unpredictable. Never try to understand, rather love her.
She gives life. She is a mother. She makes home. She is a wife. She is a sister, a savior till the ends. She is precious because she is a daughter She refuses to retire because she's born a woman.