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O you dear dame la belle,
Poets’ tools you use so well,
Their design in you I smell,
On your excellence I yell*!
Ivory towers the poets select,
In tranquility emotions recollect,
On incongruities of life reflect,
From impending disasters protect.
Pleasure and pain they introspect
And a worthy life style suggest
How to make our life a jest?
So as our life becomes a fest.
Perfect lines and perfect rhymes,
Become the life’s real enzymes.
* in joy
This poem was written in praise of Rani Turton's poetry.
C. P. Sharma
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