The Everything

 

 

The  Flower, the Diva, the Mother, the primrose of life!

How  many forms do you carry? Oh! Dear Lady.

 

You the Epitome of Tolerance, the Beauty of Spring,

The grace of happiness and calm of sorrow, you are!

 

Thine essence, oh! Woman, Spreads throughout the heavens.

You the Mermaid, who rise from ,

The deep oceans of Faith and Hope.

You, the  Light of Enlightenment,erasing darkness all around!

 

How to portray your greatness, through the drops of ink,

Heart cannot think!

An  invisible moon, which constantly  blink.

Showers light,of colour, a soothing pink!

 

You  the  Harbinger  of   Peace,

The  delight of  a Lover’s Tiff,

the  Mirth  of   a Daughter,

the  Frontier Saviour!

How  many forms  do you carry, instead of unwanted guilts, to ferry,

Oh  ! Dear Lady!

 

Soul thinks and  rethinks about thine ulatimate persona,

Mesmerized it feels everytime !

How  smaller  does it feel, in front of thy, cannot  express I!

The   frolic  in your eternal beauty, the joy in  thine every presence,

Has some ties surely to the heavens!

 

Immortal  among  the Mortal Beings,

Wrapping  purity in evil things,

You are, oh! Dear  Woman.

Time will  roll by but thine grandeur will not,

how hard I try!

 

On the last note, I cry, but joyously,

“ Thine fragrance and the merry sound of thine Symphony, will echo, till

The  Judgement   Day!........................”