Never Call Her Vulnerable

While I was just sitting next to a tree,

Calm and composed, lost in thoughts,

I randomly broke two twigs,

One was lean, fragile and flexible,

While the other was a bit,

More thicker, stout and strong.

So, you call the former one,

To be vulnerable right? No not at all!

The latter stays still without the former.

Yes, the arrow hits the farthest target,

Only when the bow bends to its max.

There is nothing called weaker or stronger,

It's very simple, they complete

The existence of one another.

The bow completes the arrow,

And the arrow completes the bow.

So are men and women.

They complete one another.

So, if one is physically stronger

Than the other there must a,

Purpose for being so.

Protect and respect the antonym of your gender,

The synonym for your existence is completed by them.