You are a beautiful rose,
Let it be,
But that is not the requisite reason,
For which I adore thee.
The fragrance of that rose,
The unseen flow within that pink structure,
Your exquisite personality,
Your humbleness, generosity,
Your ideology, discretion,
Was my concern,
Was the point of attraction,
For which I adore thee.
One that is attracted towards a body,
Gets separated with physical distance,
But a tie of two souls,
Remains intact in physical separation.
Even though we are separated,
Not to blame you, maybe it is His wish,
I never feel, we are separate,
As still I have in me,
That much respect for thee,
That great good feelings for thee.
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