You, the smiling daffodil of spring
The mid-winter sun
The future of
-thousands patriots
-thousands widows
-thousands orphans
Thus, you are the soul of generous heroes,
You are no one but woman.
You are the inspirer of infants in humanity
Whose warm lap beholds the future of
-whole nation
-all needy
-all naked.
You the fortune maker,
You are blood in my veins
You are ore of immortal generations
I feel thus, you are
-the past
-the present
-the future
Of my loved realm
My request to you;
-never defame womanism
-never abuse womanhood
-never undermine yourself
For you are to give
-a great historian
-an ever living martyr.
Rescind above the sex tally
Mine the pen and papers kin
Land and sky- if to mingle at horizon
Future of land survives with woman,
For Land is woman
And frailty is not her name.
thank u so much for writing this one....being woman i m overwhelmed with ur view, , , no words to explain....wow u pen ur thoughts beutifully....simple words with larger meaning....keep goin....excellent one infinite 10+
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I would like to translate this poem
Brilliant. Absolutely amazing! Voted 10.