The Sweetest Feel.... Poem by Neha Ghodke

The Sweetest Feel....



Now, the mirror doesnt reflect me,
The stars brighten with a twinkling glee....
Tears of the dear eye forget to cry on their plight,
The princely sword is doubtful of its might....
The two eyes now fear to rise! !
The flowers in the princely hand find a place to hide,
Innocent promises hurry to abide! ! ! !

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