Anagha! (Depiction of Women)

Anagha, the faultless, or a name that rings with perfection's grace,

The name that also embodies Shiva,

Born from a womb that radiates with magnitude

A beacon of light, a symbol of peace,

Anagha's essence never seems to cease.

Why is it that you are still so despised?

Know the power that you define.

Let your strength be mighty and bright,

Defying any torture that may take flight.

Anagha the sinless,

Devouring the deviltry of others.

Stand tall in all your truth,

Let cynics slip away like sand.

With unwavering power stand,

Unfazed, you'll tread on a steadfast land.

Discover yourself, be true,

For those who don’t respect, Adieu!

 

Gentle like a flower with thorns sharp and ready,

Show them all what you are made of and steady.

Proving that beauty and strength can co-exist,

Rise to the challenges and persist.

Anagha the uninjured,

Unscathed only by name,

Yet impugned by fate.

For though life may give you many a blow,

You rise above,

Your resilience ever glows.

Uninjured by name,

Yet scarred by fate,

You are the embodiment of sheer strength.

Pain may come by hits and blows,

But not to hold you down,

You still stand unbroken,

In an unyielding crown.

They might try to tear you down,

But your spirit cannot truly drown.

For every blow just fuels your fire,

And strengthens you,

Your soul truly inspires.

Though life may try to bring you low,

You stand triumphant

Your spirit aglow!