Never define
But feel fine
With outer beauty
That is our duty
Inner soul
May give different call
But break the wall
And never fall
Go in for best steps
As it shall never stop
Your endeavor
To seek and live with honor
The beauty shall always remain
In our eyes to explain
And spread its fragrance
If offered real chance
The beauty shall present different angles
To appeal
“Touch me not”
Yet it must be caught
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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