“SHE” (The Sweet heroic
beauty)
B. Indira Kumari
Her eyes were sweet and smiling
With solemnity their in reigning.
She stood in all loveliness
But supported within by manliness
So gentle was her sweet tone
But in its depth rumbled determination.
Her words were not so eloquent
Yet were with deep sense pregnant.
An ordinary woman she seemed to be
But great personality in reality was she,
Like a fair flower blooming
And sweet perfume spreading
And from beneath the leaves shyly looking out
Gently she peeped into the light,
But like an arrow from the womb of spirit
Sometimes flashed out from her place of
secret;
She was the manly courage no doubt
In the soft sweet womanliness manifest.
To give birth to many a hero
Or herself to act as a hero.
Ah! she proved “woman is the bosom
Whence comes forth true heroism”