Far far from the toxicity of crowd
I used to stay lone in isolation
in tranquility, away from the loud,
deadly, toxic words that bring frustration
And then, with a surprising incident
I met, Alas! a fab conversation
with a magical, candied, innocent
girl, it was far from imagination,
Oh! that sweet sensitive divine flower
even a softly smooth breeze can affect
full of fragility, less of power
frail, delicate and unable to neglect
Ah! that purity of her divine soul,
her pleasing and amusing childlike words
keep waving the wings like innocent birds
In my mind, I am unable to scroll
between the two of us, later happened
a number of parleys, her every word,
full of innocence, wow unimagined!
Sourly sugared like my favorite curd
we will again talk, may or may be not
but these comforting memories will stay
fresh, in the core of my devoted heart
forever, I think, until the last day
©aariz
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