Beauty is the greatest weapon in thy hand
Creative power works as a magic wand
Awesome blend of beauty and creativity
Both show thy real image of dainty
Thou are the most beautiful rose among the rest
Thus a flower is blooming in the desert
Spreading a sweet odour everywhere
Dead desert becomes alive that lies there
When thou pass through,all objects seem to greet thee
Leaves seem to touch thy pink cheeks with glee
Branches appear to salute thy grace
Sweet breeze blows there touching
thy face
Sea-waves rise to feel thy soft velvet skin
Tide is calm for thy reflection in that water-scene
Sky seems to protect thee from heat of the day
Moon appears to spread the light in thy way
Thou are beyond any kind of measure
Can't be cleared by this worldly eraser
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