Woman, The unconquerable. Poem by Nabakishore Dash

Her place in the world
does not depend on
the grant of honour or dishonour
by the opposite gender.
She is superb in all
ways because of the
architecture of the
divine creator.

She is the heat and brightness
of the sun shine,
the soothing cold rays of
the moonlit night.
But for her the mother earth
is full of darkness and
devoid of delight.

You may admire
or condemn,
nothing matters.
Her extraordinary power
is reflected ever in
both love and anger.