You Are

You are beautiful 
The blemishes on your skin
Are hidden by the beauty of your soul.
You are blessed with kindness and affection,
You love unconditionally.
You are attentive and appreciative, 
Beloved of many.
You are affectionate and considerate ,
A guide to numerous. 
You are classy and cultured,
An inspiration to all.
You are a warrior, 
Courageous and brave,
Keeper of your own fate.
You are mysterious and mesmerising ,
Passionate and magnetic,
You power through life 
On rules of your own. 
You are determined, dependable and disciplined ,
You are a creator of life,

You are a woman. 

Comments

  1. Mira Basu26 November 2020 at 22:25

    Thanks a ton. 🥰🥰

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  2. Sukla Roy Mitter26 November 2020 at 23:14

    Excellent.

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  3. Madhurima Basu27 November 2020 at 05:32

    Only fault us women have, I think, is that we don't know when to stop giving and how to truly love one self. We are fabulous and it is about time that we stand up and accept that. Cheers!!

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  4. Tapas Kumar Basu1 December 2020 at 02:23

    Very true. A beautiful heart is much much better than temporary good looks.

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