The dawn has come to gaze,
Swinging new powerful phase!
Eternal victories she conquered,
Doors crashed, patriarchy bonkers!
Coyness is now a choice for some,
Brazzeness of sheer femininity succumbs!
The sepia print has gone to whim,
Fluttering beings touch the zenith,
Her Wings of Fire will always grin.
Prabhnoor Kaur Narwan
