Suppressed

One day, the angels said to God : ''This world is gloomy, without a woman my Lord!'' So, He decided to make a female. But, nothing much was left after the creation of a male.
So, He gathered

The splendour of the moon.,

And softness from a parrot's plume.

Trembling from a grass,

Silence of a portrait,

Delicacy of a petal,

and elegance of a pearl !

Resolution from a rock,

And also, vanity from the peacock.

Astonishment from the mirror,

Fidelity from a sunflower,

Tears from the lie,

Timidity of a hare,

And strength of a mare !

Why was I, not born a boy?

When all of it was finally moulded into a figure, it was found to have eternal beauty, and brain, too - in full measure ! The Lord decided to call it a 'Woman', and sent her from Heaven, to Earth.
But, in this golden age, when she came over here, gender bias became her main fear.If her parents bought her to this world, why did they tend to become her destroyer?Slowly dying, mournfully crying..She sits under the vast blue skies.When a thought approaches her mind, and a scream approaches her heart..Why is she alone? Why so 'Suppressed' ?
Woe begone, and with a mind full of thoughts, she calls for her mother but, is eventually berated upon!
And she ponders, if Durga and Lakshmi  are worshipped as 'maa' why is she not at their par? With wits and scars, she screams but loud.. She had a wish to touch the clouds..And, in the end she dies with a tear in her eye, and a question in her mind..
''Why was I, not born a boy?''