It is like a world lived twice,
When I hear her voice so nice.
Every minute she spends,
Shares with me,
Keeps me alive and more of life.
She is that Diary Girl,
Who can write your happiness.
Even a word in her pages,
Can keep you for ages.
Am blessed to have attempted,
And by all means accepted.
There is no comparison I can make,
Nor any compromises I can stake.
She is a person so complete,
And without her me so incomplete.
Dedicated to the Diary Girl.
Thala Abhimanyu Kumar
Dated: 04/08/2021
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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