I thought the morning sun was coming up
Not knowing it’s your smile so bright
I have scoured for the paradisal map
When I found it, it led me into your heart
Wherein I saw everything I heard of a paradise
You’re a goddess with no throne
A queen with no crown
You’re a heroine with no cape
Beauty with no words to describe
How did God create beauty like you?
I call on the electoral commission to ensure a seamless election exercise, aspirants to enable peace to reign, and supporters of the various aspirants to accept that this is an election to unite us yet again and not divide us.
I hesitate to sing praises on leaders who do the needful. But I can’t defeat the temptation to announce my excitement about the wonder I saw of Naadu and team.
The theme of this poem is love. In very simple terms, it extols a woman, her beauty and virtues.
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