On the day of her celebration
Found Matchless She, down town
Having lost in the search, ‘t overrun
the contention, hypothesized
let you relax, my dear Pen!
Yes Kumar, I wrote this as a sequential to my previous Matchless She. Thanks for commenting.
Having lost in search but having hot up in search mesmerizes mind. Womanhood carries glimpse of life. Very thoughtful poem is amazingly drafted and shared here.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
My dear Pen! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.