Giving enormous joy and divine touch
To feel whole world in her as such
Why all women may not feel same?
No one is to be blamed?
It is natural arrangement
Not necessary to offer bad comments
It is glorious day
Let everybody feel it in different way
Women may remain powerful and at center
With not at mercy of her mentor
It is time to assert and prevail
With all rights to enforce and avail
No more cruelty and torture
We may shape the future
Why go as weak force and submit?
Let it start with small glow with dim lit
We may put more thrust and fuel
At least no to role that is dual
Let no one remain under wrong illusion
There is not even slight confusion
We are there and even rise from the grave
Continue to strive for position and crave
Giving enormous joy and divine touch
To feel whole world in her as such
No amount of words may glorify
But her presence always signify
She is there at helm of affairs
We are at bottom and she is up in stairs
I cry for mom when she not around
I search here and there for her to be found
I have felt the pulse of missing substance
This is one of the most glorious instances
I love them in any form or as it is
Lovely and beautiful creative piece
The world can be doldrums or at war
She can influence and not allow the relation to soar
I cry not for her helplessness but for her absence
She may go to any extent even opt for sentence
No flower, no money or no amount may replace
Her magnetic influence carved on our face
Today I pay great tribute in her honor
Even though I have gained statehood of major
She may excel and reign supreme
Even if situation may stay different and extreme