MY LOVE
Whoever said that woman is frail
Knows not nature I can bet;
Like the pole star she can stay
In steadfast love till eternity.
Like the fountain fresh and sweet
She can pour out blessed streams;
Unfathomable depths I know
Beyond the measure of human scales.
Like the Himalayas she can rest
Resisting all temptations ever;
Patient as the mother Earth
Tiding over the whips of time.
If ever you dare prove this wrong
Come with me and see my love;
See my soul in her eyes
And pronounce the judgment as you please.
Abraham Karickam
Abraham Karickam
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