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Thou aren’t the creation of His alone –
Man has crafted you too, bestowing
surreal beauty upon you –
That, though, came straight from his heart!
Poets weaved your dresses
With similes and metaphors galore,
Casting upon you, every time, a new grace.
Artistes made your idol immortal,
Came colours, aromas, ornaments.
Pearls came from depths of ocean,
Gold from goldmines, flowers from an
ensemble of Spring –
From head to toe they bedecked you!
You were endowed with shyness, kindling
Man’s imagination of you from afar;
Veiling you thus, man weaved
A web of enigma around you,
Making cravings for you even more.
Woman! God’s creation you’re only by half!
The other half is but man’s fantasy!
— by Dr. Parijat De