She is named Lovely
As she is always bubbly.
Her shiny black hair has ripples,
Whenever her mom brushes them she giggles.
One day she falls ill,
Everyone says that the cough and fever may kill.
But she shoos away the flu with smile,
She winks at it and says she is yet to walk down the aisle.
People say laughter is her life,
Eventually she becomes a pleasing wife.
No one ever sees her cry,
As she always keeps a handkerchief to wipe her trickling tears dry.
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Lagnajita is a writer in her late 20s. She has completed her Masters degree in English Literature. She pursues creative writing as a hobby.
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A very uniquely created piece involving varied emotions, expressed within a few lines.
Wonderful poem about a girl who represents the predicament of an entire community.
A very relatable poem for every girl!
It’s a beautiful poem! 👍 keep it up!