By what lovely name
Should I clepe her
But, from where she came
She is more like a sister.
Wonder, who sent her?
To accompany me along
The unnerving trip of life, far
Away from the country throng.
Her face charming with a smile
Enough to fill the bowl of heart.
Keeps me sorrow-free the long mile,
With a colourful view of her art.
As sweet and simple as a flower,
As magnificent as a lioness.
Always to my heart she does shower
Silvery mist of love to wipe my sadness.
Oh! How can I ever forget her?
Who every jiff is ready to give felicity.
Who is an angel but treats me like a brother
And has vowed to be with me till the end of entity.
©bhavananda
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