I know you are not page of my life
But still, you are content of my poem.
The thing that doesn't belong to me
Its fragrance, is still flavour of my choice.
The eloquent girl, carrying beauty with her
Can't inhibit light to reflect beauty of her.
The beauty that is pleasing to see
Creates ripples in your heart, you see.
Composed by Tulsi Shrestha
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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