Woman And Her Worth.
Woman Divine,
As mother mine,
In my heart’s lotus shines,
The greatest part in creation’s twin.
Woman mistress,
As pole star impress,
Save the part of God’s creation,
Woman waves the tidal life’s motion.
Woman’s love,
Rises into ecstasy man’s harp,
Woman’s heart,
In temporal pilgrimage the rarest part.
poem by Bazi alis Subrata Ray
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