Like an uncut diamond
she looks .
No shade of make-up
raw and simple.
Yet she dazzles
like the diamond.
The elegance strikes.
The chastity overwhelms.
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A Rarity Among The Disarray
A little away from the garden
a hill so small is there
trees in full bloom
greenery all around.
The garden is so lovely
picturesque with lush green lawn
flower beds on either side
colourfully designed
In the middle there is a pool
filled with water crystal clear
an ambience of beauty all over
neatly crafted around an aesthetic setting.
The house adds to the charm
corridors run all around
the doors open out to a courtyard
and the windows thrown open to the garden.
The people are wonderful
benign and graceful to the word
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spitality is their by word
they are beautiful beings in the world.
Not such scenario is seen elsewhere
this is an evangelical display
all in accordance to the tune
a rarity amongst the disarray.
The move was gradual.
Things were at level.
It was time to revel.
There was a tumultuous arrival.
Much fanfare was seen in the appraisal.
It was a grand revival.
The introduction was an approval.
The course was absolutely referral.
It was nothing but crucial.
The enactment was graceful
The theme was paradoxical.
It was subtly satirical.
The trend was medieval.
Imitating the Chaucerian parable.
It was exorbitantly rhetorical.
Everything was in measured ritual
Nothing rushed to a heady trouble..
It was a tempered bubble.
A smile of a child lights up the face,
It is innocence in a glaze,
It leaves nothing in a trace,
It is an absolute blaze.
The glitter in the smile sparkles,
It makes the eyes twinkle,
It radiates all through in a trickle,
It appears like a bounteous sprinkle.
A child in a stroller smiled cheerfully
It winked its eyes gracefully,
Intoxicating the passers heavily,
Making them forget their self temporarily.
The smile of a child has taken me away,
Far from the instant pressurised sway.
It takes me to a sphere so far away,
Perching me in a hillock full of gay.
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