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The Diva

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(Originally Posted on 27th Dec, 2014)

Let me just feel that she looks beautiful,
For a moment let me just feel that she is filled with emotions so full.

Let me just think that she may be a good friend,
For a moment, let me just think that her talks have no end.

She goes to shop,
At her home, she mops,

She is the homely girl,
And the outdoor diva.

Walks she on the street, like she emits sunshine,
Refuses to exhibit her teeth with a smile so fine.

Poses she anywhere to the staring shutterbug,
However, good the click is, she always finds many a bug.

Oh, my Diva! When find you some beauty in you,
When the captured moment is much more than two.

Never will you find any such perfection,
Thy mind has too much a distraction.

Miss the moments you many, when you stare away into the phone,
How much ever you do, I shall never leave you alone,
Many a people have come and gone,
You know who have never left you alone.

Neither deceptive nor receptive,
Feels she, she has her perspective,
Makes she, me more creative,
Never ever is she reactive.

Let me just feel that she looks beautiful,
For a moment let me just feel that she is filled with emotions so full.

Let me just feel that she may be a good friend,
For a moment, let me just feel that her talks have no end.

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