Woman: The Flame that Lights the World
In every dawn that breaks anew,
In every dream, and skies of blue,
A woman’s strength, steadfast and true,
Guides the world in all we do.
Through ages past and times untold,
Their stories rise, so brave, so bold,
In quiet tones, in echoes proud,
They’ve carved a path and made us proud.
She wakes before the sun can rise,
With dreams reflecting in her eyes,
Her hands toil, her heart sings,
For in her soul, the future springs.
In homes where love and laughter grow,
She plants the seeds, she makes them flow,
Her tender touch, her knowing glance,
Turns every moment into a dance.
The sacrifices she has made,
Through silent nights, in light and shade,
Are woven in the fabric fine,
Of every heart, of yours and mine.
For family, she gives her all,
She’s there to catch when children fall,
In every tear, in every smile,
She walks beside them every mile.
In battles fought and struggles faced,
Her courage stands, with no time to waste,
She’s faced the storms, she’s braved the cold,
Her spirit fierce, her story unfolds
Her hands have built, her mind has dreamed,
Of worlds where hope and freedom gleamed,
In every field, in every trade,
Her mark is on the progress made.
In classrooms bright, in factories wide,
She’s walked with pride, she’s walked with stride,
With every step, she’s paved the way,
For brighter hopes, for a better day.
Her wisdom guides, her laughter heals,
In every task, her strength reveals,
The power she holds, the grace she shows,
In every seed that life bestows.
In every corner of the earth,
She’s nurtured dreams, she’s given birth,
To nations strong, to futures bright,
She is the force, the guiding light.
The world has watched her rise and fall,
Yet through it all, she stands so tall,
With every challenge, every fight,
She shines like stars that pierce the night.
She has been the force, the guiding machine,
Her footprints leave an endless strand,
Of stories rich, of tales untold,
Of hearts she’s warmed, of hands she’s held.
She’s walked through fire, she’s danced in rain,
She’s borne the joys, she’s borne the pain,
And with each day, she’s shown us all,
The strength it takes to stand so tall.
Her voice echoes through the years,
A song of hope, a song of tears,
And in her eyes, you’ll find the sun,
A beacon bright for everyone.
She’s mother, sister, daughter, wife,
She’s given all, she’s given life,
In every role, in every way,
She’s been the light that leads the day.
Her sacrifices, often unseen,
She has been the force, the steady flame,
That drives the world, that moves us all,
She’s been the answer to every call.
In every home, in every street,
Her legacy is pure and sweet,
For in her heart, she carries all,
The dreams, the hopes, both big and small.
So let us honour, let us raise,
A song of thanks, a song of praise,
For every woman, everywhere,
For all the love they freely share.
In society’s grand, woven thread,
Her colours shine in white and red,
In every weave, in every line,
You’ll find her heart and see her sign.
For she is more than just a name,
She’s more than words, she’s more than fame,
She is the life, the pulse, the beat,
Of every land, of every street.
Her strength has built the tallest towers,
Her love has grown the finest flowers,
And in her hands, you’ll find the key,
To all that was and what will be.
As you view the world today,
Remember her in every way,
For all she has given and all she has done,
She is the moon, the stars, the sun.
In every breath, in every sound,
Her presence, strong, is all around,
And in her grace, we find our way,
To brighter skies, to a better day.
So here’s to her, to all she’s been,
To every loss, to every win,
She is the heart, she is the soul,
Of every story, every goal.
For woman’s strength, her love, her light,
Is what makes the world so bright,
And in her shadow, in her glow,
We find the courage to grow and grow.
So let us thank her, let us cheer,
For all she’s given, year by year,
For without her, where would we be?
She is the force that sets us free.
In every land, in every shore,
She is the hope, she is the core,
Of every dream, of every fight,
She is the dawn and the night.
So, as you reflect on all that is grand,
Remember her, take her hand,
For she has built, and she has grown,
A world where love and strength shine through.
She is the heartbeat, she is the song,
She is the place where we belong,
And in her arms, so safe, so warm,
We find our shelter from the storm.
Her achievements shine, her sacrifices glow,
In every heart, in every soul,
She is the future is the past,
And in her hands, our hopes are cast.
For a woman’s strength is vast,
It’s in every tear and every stride,
And with her love, with all her might,
She makes the world so pure, so divine.
So let us honour, let us praise,
Her endless strength, her gentle ways,
For she is the light that guides us through,
In everything we say and do.
For in her eyes, we see the truth,
In every stage, from age to youth,
She is the heart, she is the key,
To all we are and all we’ll be.
So here’s to her, in all her grace,
In every smile, in every face,
She is the world, she is the sky,
She is the reason we reach so high.
And as we walk this path of life,
Through joy and tears, through peace and strife,
Let us remember, every day,
The woman’s strength, in every way.
She is the thread that weaves us all,
She is the one who answers the call,
And in her love, we find our way,
To brighter skies and a better day.
For she is more than just a name,
She is the soul, she is the flame,
That lights the world, that makes it turn,
In every lesson, we’ve yet to learn.
So let us honour, let us cheer,
For every woman, far and near,
For in their strength, in all they do,
We find the power to see it through.
For she is the heart, she is the soul,
Of every dream, of every goal,
And in her light, we find our way,
To a brighter, better, peaceful day.
She is a woman, strong and true,
In every colour, in every hue,
And with her love, with all her might,
She makes the world so pure, so bright.
So here’s to her, the heart of life,
The one who brings us through the strife,
For she is the strength, the light, the way,
To every dawn, to every day.
Her achievements shine, her sacrifices grow,
In every heart, in every glow,
And with her love, with all her grace,
She is the light in every place.
So let us honour, let us praise,
The woman’s strength in all our days,
For she is the reason, she is the rhyme,
That makes the world so pure, so light.
She is the woman, the heart, the soul,
Of every dream, of every goal,
And with her love, with all her might,
She makes the world so pure, so bright.
By: S.M. Mardin Rahman
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