An Accolade To a Love
On the first day HE must have begun
for such beauty couldn't be created on a short span
Eyes designed in a heavenly fashion
Lips ruby enough to appease any man
Hypnotize, mesmerize- to anyone she can
Divine enough to be called earth's Venus
No bitterness, No sadness, No act of heinous
Smile on that face turns my night into day
Content with youth itself forever
All the problems, worries now seem far at bay
She finds the best in me, my perfect lover
When she cries, the heavens turn gloom
When she laughs, Oh! how the flowers bloom
But Alas! though such heavenly beauty HE could've made
Guess he wants her for himself; as for me such divinity neither lives nor is dead!!
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