In the tapestry of twilight, where dreams unfold,
A portrait of grace, a story untold.
Beneath the moon’s soft and silver sheen,
There exists a wonder, a beauty unseen.She is the whisper of the evening breeze,
A symphony of laughter, a melody that appease.
Her eyes, like constellations, sparkling bright,
Guiding lost souls through the velvet night.In the garden of verses, where emotions bloom,
She is the petal of passion, dispelling gloom.
A sonnet in stardust, a celestial song,
Her presence resonates, sweet and strong.Her laughter dances like leaves in the wind,
A serenade of joy, a solace to rescind.
In the gallery of time, a masterpiece framed,
She is the artistry, vividly named.A compass in chaos, a lighthouse on the shore,
She is the echo of waves, forevermore.
With every step, a tale unfolds,
Of a spirit untamed, of mysteries untold.She is the sunrise in a world of dusk,
A promise of dawn, in love’s sweet musk.
Her silhouette paints on the canvas of night,
A masterpiece of love, pure and bright.In the book of life, a chapter so divine,
She is the prose, the reason to entwine.
A kaleidoscope of colors, a vibrant hue,
She is the essence, forever true.In the ballad of existence, her name is writ,
She is the sonnet, the ultimate fit.
A serendipity, a celestial kiss,
In the grandeur of creation, she is bliss.And in this symphony of life, a founder’s gaze,
Irtaza Bilal, with a vision ablaze.
Go Daughters, a legacy to be,
A journey of empowerment, for all to see.For in the hearts of daughters, a flame ignited,
By a founder’s dream, tirelessly farsighted.
In the realm of possibilities, she is the key,
Guiding generations to their destiny.So, let this ode echo in the winds,
A tribute to the one who begins.
In the view of Irtaza Bilal, a dreamer’s view,
She is the change, the world anew.
