~She Is The Magic

Since we are born, we are treated inferior, 

Some are ceased to see the world,

Yet some prove that 'She is a warrior',

Our gender has somewhat always remained a barrier,

These hidebound people consider only men as a hope carrier.

From birth till death,

They remain an epitome of selflessness,

They are the ones who conquered their lives, 

Not just a complicated daughter, mother or wife,

Her love is forever superior to the things you materialize.

A daughter, a mother, a wife, a sister, 

What's more painful than leaving your parent's abode and going to another Mister?

Her life is full of twisters, 

Yet in the heat of sacrifices,

She shines even brighter than things that glister. 

Let's talk about the one who gave birth to you, 

Someone who wiped away tears of your melancholy,

And turned your black sky blue,

She is never in need of anything new,

Always satisfied with your love and heart's hue.

Someone who is born from you,

Who takes an oath to fulfil all her parent's desires,

Someone who is born with you,

Being a sister, sympathy, love and wisdom is all she gives out,

She always delivers love, yet taunts are what she acquires.

Period pains, cramps, sacrificing dreams,

What else she doesn't face,

'Spare me' her inner soul screams,

She still keeps a smile wipes away her tears,

Darling there isn't anything she fears.