Adarsh Nellayi


Beauty Without Brain

First time I saw her in an exhibition stall.
She looked fresh, pretty and tall.
It was a visual treat for my eye ball.
Making her mine became my goal.

Next day I saw her in a parking lot.
My heart became a boiling pot.
I stood there wondering whether I shall talk or not.
I was mesmerized by her beauty spot.

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