Umasree Raghunath Poems

She flows like a river with boundless grace
Yet bears the wounds time cannot erase
Like waters diverted from their sacred path,
She is shaped by storms and silent wrath
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Wo (oh) man they called me bold
When life turned cold and stories untold

I held my tears with iron grace
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My dearest God,
When I stopped asking you,
You started giving me
Things I never knew
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My elder sister is my gentle guide
She held me close when our parents died

She became my mother in every way
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Soft words gently fall
like petals in quiet breeze
bending not from fear
but strength wrapped in calm silence
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In the streets of Mumbai they hide their tears
Chastity caged through unspoken fears
Young hearts that once held dreams so pure
Now trapped in shadows they can't endure
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She is the storm and the calm
A force that shapes the world
With courage in her hands
She lifts mountains unseen
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She is Shakthi wild like an untamed blaze
When her soul is scorched she fiercely slays
Taken for granted she erupts a storm untold
Her fury a wildfire burning bright and bold
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Her eyes speak of warmth without a sound
A language of love where peace is found
In their gaze lies comfort and soft care
A promise that she'll always be there
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She stands tall as the wind whispers her name
A warrior's heart her strength never wane
Her eyes hold stories of love and loss
In her hands the weight of a silent cross
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