Women

Women an epitome of love
Born for love and to be loved but
Disgraced, tortured everyday

Born as a baby to live,enjoy
Devastated by society so dry
Born to be worshiped as Devi
But trampled by the hands of devil

In the era of Ram and Sita
She was before every deity
Before every lord goddess was named
She was the epitome of prowess since then....

She is the creator chosen by lord,
But why she is maligned by the creation of own....
She is not safe,no place is left
Where she can safely breathe

The world is moving towards the doom
Where none is safe from base to tomb
She is the victim of everyone
As she looks so bleak and others have urge of lust

But the  day will come
When she will gain her older post
She will rule the world
And flutter the flag of Love & Power