For every woman!

For every woman who raises her voice to win
There are many whose voices are drowned in the din
For every woman who find her place in the sky
There are many who fall from the sky
For every woman who proves her mettle
There are many who lost their struggle
For every woman who reaches for her dream
There are many who have not a path to their dreams
For every woman asserts her presence
There are many who live in cloaks of absence
For every woman, tired and ready to give up...
There are many who hope you stay your course..
For every woman, questioning if it is worth it... It is..
There are many who find hope in your response.. Hope is!

Conjectures

There are conjectures...infinite
One is that twin primes are infinite
Twin primes that differ by two...
I wish there was a certain Mathematics too..
One that measures the probability finite..
Of us being together in love... infinite..
Our souls don't follow the predictability of reason..
They change conjectures with each season..
We hold on to finite love as though it were infinite..
As though twin souls like twin primes are infinite!

Two poets spoke..

Two poets spoke of this and that..
That sadness was their verse..
That laughter was a lie..True..that!
That truth, had nobody to converse
Yes,the two poets spoke of this and that..

To Aditi .. My poet friend..