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