Rosy cheeks, with a dimple in it Tiny lips, pink in colour Graceful body, slender and thin Are they the factors that make you a beauty? My Fair Lady..?
A handsome man, with the strength of a bull Always behind you, pampering you Then a child, cute and babe like On your lap, calling you mamma mamma… Will then they all manifest your womanhood? My Fair Lady?
I shall tell you they are not..
Let you be a woman of beauty,Beauty of heart and of soul Let you be a woman of virtue, of dignity, and of fineness Let there be a grace in you, grace in being a woman of knowledge Let there be a Man with you, man of braveness and of kindness Give him your heart and not your brain! Let him be your companion not your lord.. Bow your ego and not your dignity Let you be the Mother of wretcheds, wretched sons and daughters of the world Let melody flow in your voice, without losing its strength Let benignancy fill in you.
Part of my family, you’ve always been. Earth is our house; the flower pot is Eden. We are a union of Chlorophyll and melanin. Chlorophyll gives you an ever-green colour. Melanin determines my skin colour. I still however, don’t know
My morning starts With your energetic smile… My night ends With your sweet kisses… My evening passes With your soulful hugs… My afternoons are Like your burning desire… My life started With my parents… And it will going to End
Mystery within my seizure: Who are you? Who are you? Why are you leaving? Where are you going? I uttered these words during a seizure. Imagining you puts my mind under pressure. Searching for your identity is like a hunt
My garden is beautiful With a variety of flowers A gaze itself is cheerful Attracts all viewers Morning I was delighted To see a fully blossomed rose Thoughts of my love excited My emotions too rose Joyfully I plucked Left