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Woman, an Emblem of Magic and Power


Suchismita celebrates womanhood, with its magic and power, exclusively for Different Truths.

To the one who creates magic over nature,
or loves to endeavour or to venture,
To the one who dances on the rain
or embeds her toes in the golden sand,
To the one who sprinkles odour in the air 
or hums the lullabies of unrevealed fair,
To the one who silently removes the dirt of agony
or spreads the love with all her heart among many,
To the one who knows all about her worth
or becomes tame and wild both at once,
To the one who holds the treasure of genuineness,
or burns in rage the heaps of fidelity,
To the one who becomes extremely docile
while spreading the tiny rays of light,
To the one who embodies the exotic nature 
in her veins, stands strong and is able to storm 
while remaining in acute pain,
And to the woman whom we call heavenly invention
proves that she is the emblem of magic and power with her creation.

Visual by Different Truths

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Suchismita Ghoshal
Suchismita Ghoshal from West Bengal, India is a professional writer, poet, published author, storyteller, content writer, book critic and columnist. She has co-authored for more than 140 anthologies, journals, magazines both from national and international arena. Her debut poetry book "Fields of Sonnet" has been launched in September 2019.

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