He sports a beard,
But wears jewellery.
Belts are a necessity,
But kamarbandh is his love.
Shoes protect his feet,
But anklets define them.
Society failed to corner him,
To a definite section of humans.
His belly shakes to the rhythm,
With an incomparable grace.
His moves and steps,
Have a story of their own.
Gender rules couldn’t tie him up,
He danced the way to his dreams.
Yes he’s a man,
Worthy of respect and admiration.
He’s gorgeous and inspiring man,