She is my friend but
I don’t know her name
but I know her fame
I am a fan of her poetry
She never used to write
But she is like a poem
She can walk without feet
She can fly without wings
She is a dream girl to the poets
Children are eating and
Flowers are blooming in
Her presence at the night
She is very cool but
I never touched her she
Is the moon in the blue sky!
-P.S.MANIVANNAN.
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