The poem celebrates women as beautiful, powerful, and precious. It addresses an unnamed woman to praise her qualities that transcend physical appearance, such as her compassion, perseverance, and smile. The poet asserts that true beauty comes from inner qualities, not outward markers like skin color, clothing, or jewelry. Those who judge women based solely on superficial traits are not true lovers but disturbers who bring mess to women's lives.
The poem celebrates women as beautiful, powerful, and precious. It addresses an unnamed woman to praise her qualities that transcend physical appearance, such as her compassion, perseverance, and smile. The poet asserts that true beauty comes from inner qualities, not outward markers like skin color, clothing, or jewelry. Those who judge women based solely on superficial traits are not true lovers but disturbers who bring mess to women's lives.
The poem celebrates women as beautiful, powerful, and precious. It addresses an unnamed woman to praise her qualities that transcend physical appearance, such as her compassion, perseverance, and smile. The poet asserts that true beauty comes from inner qualities, not outward markers like skin color, clothing, or jewelry. Those who judge women based solely on superficial traits are not true lovers but disturbers who bring mess to women's lives.
For you, For Every woman whom I meet throughout My life , Specially my mother Sisters and friends And to all the beautiful women Of world And they all are beautiful.
Oh ,Dear woman You are precious More than the water,
Your are younger
More than the years
You are beautiful
More than the models,
Your are brighter
More than the Stars
You're stronger More than the iron
It's not your colour ,
Your skin, your complection Which makes you beautiful But your compassion and Gratitude with which you Deal with the world .
It's not the dressing
Not the jewels Not the diamonds Which makes you Powerful But your perseverance With which you tackle The situations of life ,
Your are more than jewels
You are more than complections Your are much beautiful With all imperfections You don't need to be perfect You are Okay, The way you are.
And the people who finds
You in skin, in dresses In jewels , In perfection Are not the true lovers But the disturbance of Your life , Who are continually Creating mess in Yourlife.
Your smile is more than
The brightness of moon You are more colourful Than the flowers of Garden
This World is nothing
Without you You are more than The life. You're more than Diva