Hear ye, hear ye, everyone!
The tale of a fine woman.
She’s way more than what she appears,
One of the best amongst her peers.

She’s power, she’s desire.
When sparked, a raging fire,
With the might to purify you,
Or just as swiftly destroy you.

Brainy and smart as a whip,
Always ready with a quip.
Her mind makes connections,
In all ten dimensions.

She’s kind, gracious, zesty,
Sometimes a bit testy.
Her home is always open,
For a chat, party, or fun.

Charm, courage, curiosity,
Tolerance, tact, tenacity,
She’s blessed with these, and a lot more.
Challenge her, but think twice before.

And if you‘re a friend, family, or lover,
She’s even more wonderful, you’ll discover.
Protective, giving, gentle, warm,
For you, she’ll weather any storm.

She’s driven, self-made, works hard.
Mostly listens to her heart.
Has big plans and bigger dreams,
The world’s her oyster, it seems.

But it’s been a tough road.
No silver spoon bestowed.
Many battles she has fought,
Learnt harsh lessons that life taught.

Her heart still remembers,
Those smouldering embers,
Grief that remains buried,
Its pain, through life, carried.

So she indeed has her walls,
Dimly lit memory halls.
The walls, though, are easy to melt,
Just bring something warm, sweet, heartfelt.

But, she’s not one to show frailty,
Never wants anyone’s pity.
So she fights on with a brave face,
And lives life with a certain grace.

Yet there are times, even if rare,
When she also needs tender care.
She’ll hum when overwhelmed,
Just wanting to be held.

Behind that big bold persona, you see,
Is a wide-eyed girl wishing to be free.
Observe her closely for a minute,
And you’ll also see that girl’s spirit –

In the crescent lips with gleeful smile,
In the rare tears or the twinkles wild,
In the gestures of her hands,
Or the haste of her demands.

Her needs are very modest,
Just something calm and honest,
A place called home, some affection.
Throw in some respect and passion.

But she deserves so much more,
With a whole world to explore,
The best of everything in life,
Without any hardships or strife.

But words are all I can offer.
Small, yet my own way to honour,
This cute, adorable child,
May she forevermore smile!

– Ehsaas

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A longer poem after quite sometime. Hope you have someone like this woman in your life too! Or maybe you are that woman! Dedicated to all such wonderful women who make our lives richer, more beautiful, and full of love!

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