She Poem by Akhtar Jawad

The first letter of she,
Stands for the soul of God
Yes it was Eve,
With a shy smile and a nascent nod,

I am ready my Lord,
For all the pains
No question, no hesitation,
And no refrains,

Not for Adam,
And pleasure of life,
I know with Adam,
I shall face strife,

Just to represent,
Your virtue of creation,
Just to spread,
My lovely generation,

Just to hear,
I am virtual God,
From my side,
Have another nod.

And God bestowed her
With His soul and affection,
And she performed,
Her duty with perfection!

The second letter of she
Stands for home and house,
Yes it was Eve,
The first spouse,

The first to start,
The oldest relations,
Between two lonely,
Thirsty humans,

I am ready my Lord,
Shall face the pains,
Withstand, I shall,
The stress and strains,

To keep the house,
And look after my children,
I shall bravely face,
Whatever may be burden!

And God bestowed her
With His supervision,
And she performed,
Her duty with perfection!

The third letter of she,
Stands for elitism,
Yes it was Eve,
To act as a prism,

I am ready my Lord,
To diverge your light,
I shall use my beauty,
That is cool and bright,

With my art of love,
I shall make rainbows,
I have soft coral lips,
I have crescents of eye brows,

In my house to my husband,
And to my lovely offshoots,
To produce the fruits,
I inhaled from the roots,

The roots stretched,
From earth to the heaven,
I shall leave not unturned,
The stones unshaken!

And God bestowed her,
With His lovely incarnation,
And she performed,
Her duty with perfection!

When paradise was lost,
Adam was shy,
When Eve was lost,
He trembled the sky.