She wakes up to please others
She exists to make others happy,
Her kindness is known as her wealth,
I say, she carries burden on her chest.
The wrinkles on her face, The wounds on her palms,
They think it's ordinary to have these scars.
Her strength lies within herself,
She don't require one to comfort herself.
You say she is an ordinary,
I say she is a Woman.
Today she is being praised, Tomorrow she is a waste.
Her broken-self is admiring yet powerful,
You say she is beautiful.
I say she leads with the universe,
and makes it look wonderful.
- Jotie Kaur.