I am she
The woman of power
The eternal mother.
The creator of Life
The essence of purity,
Unlike any other.
The Divine within
The mortal sin
The flame of passion
The cloak of compassion
When all world falls apart
The only spirit who stands tall
Was made from a man’s rib
To protect his heart; from his crib
Love is my only weapon
For it conquers nations
I give it free, I give it all
The Vibrant light
For, I am She.
good one my dear…… feels gud to read this poem