Some say i have lovely eyes,
which keep laughing & never cries.
some say i have a sweet smile,
which never disappear for a while.
some say i have a cute face,
which smiles even in tough phase.
some like my long silky hair.
& the way it sways in the air.
some like my complexion-not much fair.
though its not at all rare.
some like my simplicity,
though i dont have a bit of beauty.
some say i have abilities unique,
which make me more humble & meek.
some say with my manners i impress.
but, to be frank i confess,
such comments affect my verve,
'coz, all these i dont deserve,
so all the pleasantries i ignore
& hope i dont have o hear them any more...................!
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