Women are divine
It is most revealing part
As an art
From human beings
To bring less pain
Love is such a feeling
That either brings gloom
Or results into blossom
The individual feels in his living room
We can't hate
As our heart relates
Real feelings towards all
It has to respond to humanity call
The women are made of tough material
You can see in her behaviour as individually
How cruelly they are treated!
Yet they remain elated
Whole of mankind owes tribute
So they must contribute
For their well being
And try to bring some solace
I, for one, believe in granting
And equating
Her contribution
As humanitarian gesture
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I, for one, believe in granting And equating Her contribution As humanitarian gesture