I wonder hard, i wonder why
Tales of my beauty are travelling far and raising an outcry
I ignore these muses and i look at the mirror
I am not beautiful, i think iam a horror
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My life is Ordinary, My dreams are Extra ordinary.The bench at the back is my holy Grail, I like to be a Great mind, rather than being Feeble and Frail.- Writer.)
Shal.Goswami
I wonder hard, i wonder why
Tales of my beauty are travelling far and raising an outcry
I ignore these muses and i look at the mirror
I am not beautiful, i think iam a horror
Yet they flock, yet the stare
Without worrying about anyone and without giving a care
Who knows what they intend
I have to take the stairs and this apple will keep my hunger content
I smile when they appreciate
Iam not beautiful..
In what other way should i enunciate
Ah well my troubles and my pain
Only if they knew that their efforts are going in vain
Knock knock shalini, wake up please
The guy here typing is wondering ' how you carry such beauty' with grace and ease