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NOW,ONLY IN THE IMAGINATION

Oh!What a wonderful being,
What a unique uninfluenced mind
Of that girl,
She wears humble dress
And talks low keeping the best head low.

Oh!How kind she Is?
To every one around her,
Albeit, they are good or bad,
Her rays of smile is unbiased like the sun rays.

Oh! What a decent gal,
She tells'I love you' many times 
Yet to same single person
And unbelievable;one boyfriend Is enough to her.

Oh!How helpful she is in the society,
She walks to the Orphanage,
To donate penny In lieu of disposing To stretch wrinkles
To straighten naturally straight hair.

Oh!What a survival she made on this Anthill,
In this so called 21st century,
Where every gal wears dress scarcely and fanciful
In this burning world with a gushing fire of Ego and Imitation.

From where did that Angel fall?
Is she reincarnation of Mother Teresa?
No,It can't be...
Florence Nightingale will never visit back In this century.

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  1. Beautiful poem and looking forward to meet that angel once.. lol :p

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    1. this gal will not come in reality.will it come......however thank you for reading my poem

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  2. Beautiful poem bro. She must be very beautiful. She has also brought out poetic skills. Good. Keep composing more!

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    1. thank you, I will try more brother.ur comments are encouraging me.

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