To the woman
To the woman who lived through deadly pain,
To gift the world , my name
To the woman who held her sword and fought,
“Be a fighter, dear”, she taught
And showed me how to be one,
Right on my day one
To the woman, none other than my mother,
The woman of my life is you and no other!

To the woman within myself,
Still unsure of herself;
To the woman within, who still hides in the lap of childhood
Doubting all that comes with womanhood;
To the woman within, battling infinite confusions
That are just her mind’s illusions
To the woman within, who’s been in the journey all along,
You’ve already made “us” proud by being so strong!

© Gayathri Mukund