She has a silent fire inside her,
Don’t ignore better mind her,
She is not just another woman,
With adoration and oozing passion,
She is a women she is a feeling,
She is a fire and she is caring,
She is a diva and she is daring,
She is alone and she is enduring,
Alluring persona shining through her soul,
Every patootie has a story to tell,
The fathomless emotions babble out with noise,
And the scariest secrets buried with poise…
The vicious menacing savage inside her,
Forgives the cruel flock that’s behind her,
One word of false regard and admiration,
Can make her a fool of spurious assumption,
She is a tomboy and she is feminine too,
Her eyebrows fixed and books scattered ado,
Her tea is perfect but she is not,
Sometimes persuasive other times touch me not,
It’s hard to explore this exotic mystery,
The fun loving lass who will never scurry,
With the scars on her soul she walks the aisle,
Deep belief and mettle that meets her style …
-Smita Kishore
