Sunday, June 14, 2020

Poem on her

Like a holy river, her character was;

In which I wished to dive.

Innocence filled her eyes;

Giving glimpses of her pure soul.

Nose felt like falling flakes;

Whom I wished to touch

& feel her senses.

The whole world laughed;

When she smiled.

Nature felt ashamed;

In front of her beauty.

I wished the time just stopped

To admire her throughout the life
--deocys_write

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