Woman And Her Worth. Poem by Subrata Ray

Woman And Her Worth.



Woman Divine,
As mother mine,
In my heart’s lotus shines,
The greatest part in creation’s twin.

Woman mistress,
As pole star impress,
Save the part of God’s creation,
Woman waves the tidal life’s motion.

Woman’s love,
Rises into ecstasy man’s harp,
Woman’s heart,
In temporal pilgrimage the rarest part.

Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: woman
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Subrata Ray

Subrata Ray

Formerly East Pahistan
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