Tough body,
Rough skin,
Dark Oxter,
Neither waxed
Nor toned,
Redefining beauty…
Being she always
A blimpy butterball,
And a pauchy plum,Adorned herself with
Zeal of optimism,
Breaking taboo of
Body bizarre…
Being she always!
They said, “You can’t”
So she said,” I Can!”
They said,”You shouldn’t”
So she confirmed, “I should!”
Then they said,”You will not”
So she showed her will dogged!
Being she always!
If knowledge is power, She is king of it,
If managing is a skill, She is master of it,
If loving is an art, She is mother of it!
Being she always!
In desert of world,
She is oasis of water,
And mirage of happiness,
Being an apostrophe factor
Changing us from
Imperfect to I’m perfect!
Being she always!
Everyday Either she fights and falls
Or falls and still fights
And remember when there
Is a hand to pull down;
There are hands to pull through
And pull it off!
Being she always!
If fate denies
And Fortune refuses
Doll up with valour,
Come up with flying colour!
Let the ifs and but fade,
When she adorns with Courage,
Time to bake the happiness cake,
Rather than longing one to make!
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