To the daughter of eve.

MY New POEM On Women march. "MARA JISM MARI MARZI" .... POEM.... TO DAUGHTER OF EVE Oh! The daughter of eve, the beautiful MOTHER. The creature of absolute creation, The Incarnation of absolute bliss, The illumination of this universe, The Queen of infinite lovely world, The Adam's Eve, The Sita of Ram, The Celopatra, The Helen of Troy. You bring up Prophets, nurtured the saints, You Rani jansi, The Mumtaz of Shajahan. What not you are? What not you were? Why then, why then to stain this crown? Why then to jeopardy thy self to loose it? How could you forget your First Home: You and Adams Heaven, the eternal world. Who then the bloody foe jealous of thy dignity? Dragged out thee here to dishonor you. How can you forget the envious enemy? Oh yes! , The bloody Lucifer, the Shataan. That still chases you unto here, To seek that past vengeance to UNDRESS you. To disarm you, to derail you, to discrown you. Oh! Mother, Oh! sister, the epitome of beauty! Rise again, raise hell to expose the Plotter, March again to unveil your enemy, The enemy of us both, the bloody intriguer. That comples you to profane before God, That leads us to hell, that leads thee downfall. Men are you children, Man is your Adam. We are your own, you are our crown. Come back, be the Eve you were. Be the Queen again, reign the Heaven again. ...... AFTAB TARIQ......