Riddle Poem-3
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Yes I matter
People call me flower
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When lost wind moans On me holiness bestowed so is it mother?
As far as I understand it's description of a beautiful spouse who turns her/his face towards the life partner, a sun for whom he/she becomes a sunflower..........10
Your riddles become more complicated Deepak! This time no guess.....accepted defeat!
this really a tough one.........but i guess it is a women..........but really an interesting riddle.