SHE

   || SHE ||

~  MAINAK DEY

Neither an incredible creation
Nor his inspiring invention
She is a 'SHE'
To complete herself she doesn't need a HE.

On her are written thousands of verses
Describing her as a statue of values and contrary to curses
Is considered a factotum
She is the tawny leaf of autumn
Brings the love spring
Makes the fortune bell to ring.

But the water of reality had made her to rot.
She became an asset
On whom anyone can bet.

Of women empowerment I'm not talking
For it is such a path on which not worth is walking
They aren't beggars or disabled
And not waiting to get labelled
With the thoughts of the world
For when they walk with their hair curled
All suffer from destitution
Starts stumbling the base of old institution
That teach this sphere
That a SHE can't do anything...it's clear
They only have looks
No, their brain contains myriad books
They break their barriers
And make you fall from your proud carriers.

They don't want an equal stage
For they are much above even if you keep them in cage
Your so called boundations
Can't keep them from laying down the foundation
Of a world that would respect them as it's creation.