A potpourri of emotions and feelings – The woman of substance

A small poem as an ode of love for woman’s day…
She is graceful, of course she is a woman
She is even bossy,
Why not, this woman sure knows to rule.
She is the boss baby,
No, not to control
Just so feel that she can lead and survive too
She has some leadership skills too
You prefer calling her bossy?
Oh please just choose wisely…
She is passionate
She is engaged
She is ambitious
She is ready to climb mountains
Yes she is bossy in her own ways…
She is feisty, oh why not…
She is hot & happening
After all it’s about being alive
There’s fire in her
She can warm you
Or even burn you down
She’s a free bird
With bare feet
Messy hair
Brilliant minds
Wild hearts
Feisty spirits
She can be your rhythmic poetry
She can even be a broken piece of pottery
She can be a story written in a diary
She can be a heart so fiery
She is a potpourri of thoughts
She is a path that joins the dots
She is a platter of emotions
She is a sight of vast ocean
She is curious yet furious
She is smart with a heart
She is arrogant but elegant
She is strong yet ready to get along
She is empowered yet flowered
She is everything yet nothing
She is complete yet missing many links
She is a soup of all flavors
She is lost yet truly yours
She is a book written with due care
She is unique not to be compared
She just needs affection and recognition
She doesn’t need you validation
Sense danger?? Hahaha relax she is just a woman
Embrace her, care her, respect her and understand her…

‘This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.
Check out some more of my poems.
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