There she stands
In a midnight light
On a corner of a street
Where every passing car can see.
A screeching sound ! Halt !
No sooner it vanished
Not a single man to see.
A faint cry, she weeps.
Within her heart, within her soul,
She dies every moment for no one to see
She dares to bare her body so worn
For her children which God gave to care.
Oh! How beautiful is she.
For the people who can think
Hurt, pain, death that she fares
A respected soul will ever dare,
Yet within herself very much aware
For her conscience how pure it reigns
A lady so supreme in the eyes of God,
A war she fights with a mind so bold,
Just for her poor little souls,
Yes, she is the one who can be called
A warrior woman, fighting on her own,
A woman whom the world hates.
yeah! thease are woman who sells their body but not their souls. may god protect them.good write voted10 surya
Fighting with one's own mind and soul is the most difficult part of life's episode and the brave woman of your poem is doing that. Best Wishes Naseer
Yes, she is the one who can be called A warrior woman, fighting on her own, A woman whom the world hates. .... so much sufferings and dear to God but hated by world....beautiful...i like it...10 read mine? Mary to marry? o.mother and papa series
very beautiful..the image of this woman is strong..grace
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
Strong write 10 points Well crafted