No Comparison

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She appears in all Either in rainbow or in nature’s call Rain does her job She is always robbed She bears lovely heart Shine on face as lovely art Who can read her rightly? A person who sings and hugs tightly Did you ever see her blue eyes? Did you ever peep in and try? You will find full ocean The waves may be going up and down She writes of human misery Many words to the praise of an adversary Never trying to make foe an enemy That is divine gift to her from an almighty She knows her prince Dream may come true at once She longs for chance Among the crowd and friends The rose has no comparison To show color with any reason She has unique style and expression Anybody love her with obsession Who knows the wishes of almighty? Why is she on earth with so much beauty? I fear to pluck her or even touch I am afraid god may punish me for such an act

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