Kirti, She is not a beauty or beauty queen;
Does not have lustrous eyes that ever seen.
Nor glamorous, gorgeous and magnificent,
Rather simple, calm and incomparably decent.
Beauty! It's in her that will never fade.
Nature like protecting and caring is her affection;
And his strange meeting with the beauteous one.
She is the only one that the boy's unruly quest,
A gift of Heaven, reign of soul's peace and rest.
Qualitative! Friend, she deserves highest grade.
We all are foolish, run for materialistic lust;
As it provides an excellent enjoyment very fast.
A few seconds later, certainly it never forgets to deceive,
And punishment for faulty decision we receive.
But she brimmed in him, an abundant joy decade after decade.
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