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, 

Beautiful inside out.