You
You were no flowers or
a necklace of pearls.
You have not adorned yourself
yet you look so beautiful.
The beauty of your
youth adore as you.
Your youth is your asset.
You are the freshness
of the flowers.
You are so simple.
The wind carries the
fragrance of you when you walk.
The sitar begins to play
when you speak.
Your body is like gold
your smile, like peari.
Your lips are so intoxicating
you are the flame of beauty.
Your face is like an idol
which I see every time.
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