Woman Day Poem by Upendra Majhi

No word really for a poem
on such a topic,
on woman's day,
as that doth not suffice,
on mother alone it will be one million pages,
on wife, one million more,
on sister, on sis-in law,
on daughters, on bhabis,
on aunts, on grandmas,
on uncles aunts,
one one million,
yet will remain unsaid,
Zest for life springs from
birth giver,
Thou hast ordained my life course.
I need all papers, all memories of all computers
I need all stone hills of moon, jupiter, mars, mercury,
need all chalks, pencils,
to write on magnanimity of women,
need all darkness for millennia
to write in white chalk,
and all days whiteness,
to write in black chalk,
to write on blue sky in its entire span