Like an unpolished diamond,
she strives to shine
A spring of love,
wish she has been mine
A refreshing smile,
that makes dead alive
Her innocent queries
that often arrive
Her compassionate face,
that lits mundane moments
Her priceless glance
reveals a million secrets
Like a god or an angel
she blessed my life,
Like a queen filled a beggar,
With an eternal bliss
After a touch of the princess,
Abhijit Om
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