Liberal woman
You have got wings to touch the skyBut still you prefer to walk on earth
Your inner fire can lighten up many souls
But you still prefer to lit a cigarette
You are source of eternal divine wine
But unaware, you like to drink scotch at parties
You don't need to show curves with minimum of cloths on,
Because your beauty is perpetual and ever spread,
Like everyone comes to know about green grass
When rain touches the heart of earth,
All you need is opens your heart and know thyself
Freedom is a thing to feel, not to show-off
Oh...! Liberal woman, don't show me your panty
Which is peeping from your low-waist jeans;
Show me your mind
Poetry by Aashish Ameya
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Written on 2008-11-07 at 09:10
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