She rests like a bud with poise;
Smiling at the echoes of the posh world's voice.
Thousands and thousands of dreams waiting;
To hold her attention before vacating,
To teach her the kiss of success
And help her bloom in society like a hibiscus.
Few striving to rule the science of space
Some meddling with machinery to make it swirl in daze
Few pen down poems in the meadows
While some dance like divas casting beautiful shadows
Like cuckoos some sing expressive songs
While few are like frightful sparrows fighting against wrongs
Mighty hearted ones surrender themselves to rusty uniform duties,
Not bothering a bit about mascaras and beauties
And some are tender enough to tend to sick people,
With supreme motherly love and the wisdom of peepal
Some express the unexpressed feelings by the magic of their palette,
Which is auctioned pretty high to empty others wallet.
In the midst of these successful women;
There does exist fearsome ones dominated by men
When will the sun rise in their life?
And bring those hidden buds talents known to world's rife
To conquer the world with their passions;
And make the world shiver in awe by their fashion.
To come up in life with a mission;
Possessing colorful profession.
And strive to make their life an enjoyable opera
And seer with indomitable success like queen cobra!
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