Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,

Gold Star - 16,569 Points (14-2-1957 / Coimbatore, Tamilnadu, India)

Sonnet: Woman - Poem by Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,

Woman, thy beauty lies not in thine shape,
Nor in the color of thy skin but heart!
If only thou practiced a tongue-tied art,
And modesty with neck with a high drape!

Woman, vie not another feminine,
For jealousy is inborn in thine eyes;
Be not wayward or play the game of dice,
For thou inebriate more than old wine.

Be honest and obey thine husband’s word;
He needs thee in mind/ body and spirit;
Thy patience and love supreme are unheard;
Let not your mind contract a bad habit.

O woman of virtues, thou art the best;
Be thou firm even if death be your test!


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 30, 2003

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 2, 2010


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