She

By L. A. Sudarsana

Eyes blooms to the count;

Erratic care all around,

Hands cherish to weave;

Struggles grown to heave,

Foreseen wisdom beyond books;

And pragmatic that hooks,

Solemn bond glows up;

Phases teams to line up,

Efficacy in her path;

None stands her wrath,

Duty being the soul;

Hands to needy being sole,

Selfless amidst selfish trait;

Serene heart of right,

Yearns for betterment;

Hardship builds tolerant,

Hope ties along;

Expectation gets prolong,

Vision that seeks dawn;

Redeems from wretch’s frown!

By L. A. Sudarsana