Lady Poem by Rimni chakravarty

When she speaks the world listens
No not to the content of her message
But float in the waves of her melodious voice
With no other choice
Only go mesmerized by her grace
The Lady is beautiful, enchanting and bold
She is no Cinderella, but the snow white who under the sun glows like gold.

She walks down the path and the sun smiles
Even shies away from the skies
Behind the clouds to protect her skin from the tan
The gentle wind blows to take the role of the fan
And soothe her in summers to keep her cool
Or how could she rule?
The stars believe she is their peer
Who would take the role of their seer?
The moon at night shoots out her beams
To increase her gorgeous looks while she leaps
Like the golden deer of Ramayana
Who lured Ram away from Sita?

For her the rains arrive, for her the rains stop
For her the steep Mountains flatten, so she reaches the top
For her the rivers flow in rhythmic strains
For her the men walk lanes by lanes
She is the Venus for whom Mars lay low
Or how the embodiment of grandeur and grace flow
With ease in this world of struggle and pains
God sends out his blessings like the Manna from heavens

She is the Lady bold and beautiful
Enchanting, enigmatic and powerful.