Female Generation

Females have many descriptions,
Based on their different stages,
Descriptions not simple to state,
But that which run through pages.
As a baby, she is so innocent,
Like a bud that has just awoken from her sleep,
Unaware of the evil world
Which she is yet to face,
And dwells in her own magical world.

As a girl, she learns to live life,
Taking advice from her elders,
And looks like a flower beside the human door,
A flower, yet to blossom.
As she grows, she goes to school
And then to college, and
Then she learns to maintain her household chores.

At the time of her marriage
She is often a commodity,
Often purchased for dowry
By the fosters of her groom to be.
And when she goes to her new house
She resembles a rupee,
For now she is in one’s pocket,
And then in another.

She performs her duties
As a wife, to her husband,
AS a mother, to her children,
And when old, she is bent with age,
But still she performs her duties.

She bears all that comes her way
And accepts it with a Smile.
She plays a vital role in life,
For without her,
Life is Incomplete.