I Worship Her β€πŸ˜ŠπŸ˜˜

The brightness of her face
The splendidness of her demeanour
The alluring nature of her smile and
The purity of her heart evoke
Feeling of blissfulness in the self.

Like a journalist she is in
Motion with an air of certainty and also
Like an investigator unfolding
The crux of a matter or an enigmatic
Storyline.

She surges ahead spotting
A carefree attire with
Dishevelled and unoiled
Hairs and airs enhancing her beauty
Beyond imagination.

Her voice is sarcastically
Sweet and the cell is
An integral part of her self
She fumes and frets,but when
It comes to understanding
Human minds,she is the
Best in the business.

The resigned and fatalistic
Mentality is her Achilles Heel
But then that is her way of confronting
The challenges of this world.

She is carefree because
Nothing is crawled around
Her neck due to the infancy
Status of her existence.

She is the toast of her family
The joy of her near and dear ones
The hope of the society and the bedrock
Of love,care and compassion.

She reigns supreme without
Any inhibition to chart out
A new course of action in
This world of pitfalls.

The power of that Goddess
Is so refreshing not because
Of her beauty but due to the
Immaculateness of her mindset.

The rebellion of this Goddess is
Silence couched in the
Inevitability of fate befalling
On her at anytime.

PS- TO MY GODDESS, MY LOVE, MY SOULMATE, MY EVERYTHING.

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