I loved a damsel very dearly,
She was not of very fair color,
But beauty writ large on her face,
Lovely smiles so endearing,
Making dreams of kissing her,
In secret to none can share
It's sweetness, lithe was her
Gait, with a waist and hips
A fairy can be envious of,
But to many a look of dearness
And love she returned
But with a smile which said,
She could but acknowledge
My love that exisred but can't
Return for reasons which she
Never bothered to explain
And I was left with a love
Unremitted an unforgettable.
Ravikiran Arakkal
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