FATE OF A FLOWER


FATE OF A FLOWER

I see your radiant face
With a joyous smile.
How long your gleeful phase,
I wonder, may prevail?

A man may come soon to
Pluck you from the stem
To place you in a vase to
Decorate his home.

You may sacrifice your life
On someone’s alter,
May never again be yourself
With merry laughter.

Why on earth did you bloom
Into a world, so heartless
Which exploits your charm,
Slighting your gentleness?

Why doesn’t your elegance,
Change the hideous brains?
Why doesn’t your fragrance,
Grace the human race?

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Non- utilization of full potentiality of women - power for the upliftment of humanity.