Stree Shakti - A poem by Zainab Lokhandwala

 

 Stree Shakti

Nursing her child, writhing in pain so deep

From dawn to next dawn, there’s no time to sleep

Check out the universe, you’ll find no other

The ‘endower’ of life, she is a MOTHER.

 

He is our martyr, TV news blared aloud

“Jai Hind” she says, showing she’s proud

Hiding her grief, worries and sorrow

Knowing they will fill up all her morrows…

She was the ‘pillar’ of man’s life

This valiant woman was his WIFE.

 

Washing clothes, cooking, mopping floors

Wait, that’s not all, there’s even more

Collecting harvest, putting grain in stores

“Beti, fetch bhaiya, he’s playing outdoors”

Sometimes by some, sadly considered a bother

Little do they know…

‘Blessed is a home, if it has a DAUGHTER.

 

She knows when he’s happy, and also when there’s something wrong

“My best friend is by my side”, he declares with aplomb

Joyous times, fun times, or in times sinister

Always by your side, yes she’s a SISTER.

 

All her varied roles, closely overlapping

‘WOMAN’ - without her, life would be lacking

Love, courage, compassion and tenacity

That I believe is true ‘STREE SHAKTI’.

 

Zainab Lokhandwala

IWC of Bombay

 

 

 

 

 

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  1. A very true picture of a woman and beautifully expressed.

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