Polly Handique
She woke up with a smile
To render her voice for a while ,
Started her journey with a zest
Erected her home of dreams at her best ,
She adorned the Elysian Fields
With the heavenly mountains n hills ,
The vibrant hues cooed in her ears
They will bestow their charms for years ,
Her womb began to bloom as a hope
The celebration unclenced with a pomp ,
She is a goddess
She is divine
She is the symbol of purity
She is the symbol of magnificence
She is a symbol of supremacy
She is a symbol of glory
She is the world.