Unraveled Poem Poem by Sharmila Juliet

She is a poem that not unraveled yet
Dreamy her eyes and Artless her smile
Still, Unveiled portrait she by any poet

Her talks are like euphonious songs in pile
walking missile she blowing heart
Even biting her nail make anyone beguile.

Spark on her eyes never let any heart depart
Magical potion it is to lure anyone on spot
Uncrowned queen she can rule every heart.

Curved eyebrows are like a bow ready to shoot
Just now bloomed flower her pinky lips
Fighting with breeze her dark hair make riot

Instant cure her smile if dreary day grasps
Don't know how any poet sight skips