she is a beacon of peace;
she is a light of sacrifice;
she waved as sea
to bring her thoughts out
to the world,
The sparkle in her soul
lighted as a flame in a
charcoal to give
her light of knowledge
to her universal home,
she wandered out of her fence
through the stars in her window.
As Bharathi dreamt
in the past
she raised as Tsunami
and thrown her thoughts
out to the world,
she burst as volcano
and spread her force
over the sky.
she carries the future of the
world in her womb
as well as in the brain.
she is the power of the world...
Beautiful lines...no doubt a woman is a beacon of peace, a light of sacrifice, the power of the world...only if men realize and recognise her being and treat her with respect and as their equal in every way.
Great poem, really like it. May i invite you to read my new poem called, An Innocent Man.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
women of the world are not in the same platform, but the dream of Bharathi was very different from the women's liberation of modern world...Nice to read your thought here.