She trots on the streets
And it looks like the fusion of an ensemble
Which regales many hearts and minds,
With some kind of effectual treats.
She plays many roles on the stages of life.
Sometimes a role of a sacrificing mother,
Trying to protect her child from the evil effects of negativity,
Sometimes a wife who takes care of her husband,
By having a pleasure of all kinds of superiority,
Sometimes a true companion who holds her partner's hand,
Through thick and thin
With a beacon of sincerity,
And tries to eradicate all kinds of complexity.
But she faces the mountain of hindrances in her life
And people always criticise her
With the verbosities of unusual strife.
Nobody notices all those beautiful tears
That fall every moment from her eyes,
Which can even make an ocean feel extremely shy.
But she knows how to smile and act like the happiest one
Because this cruel world never cares for no one,
She slogs through day and night
And others remain absolutely numb towards her plight.
Today, her presence glisters all those thrones
Which, once she was harshly deprived of
And left nothing but only high doses of painful groans.
Now she is walking with a lot of pride.
But still there are millions of desires,
Remaining suppressed in many hearts
Which is visible through all those wide open insomniac eyes
And a little boost is just lurking around the corner
Eagerly to move forward
To make those souls a positive jolt of apprise.
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