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Hers

Jan 6, 2023
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By Naisha Srivastava


Hers is a timeless beauty

to be forever preserved,

Hers is lovelier than an English rose,

To be immortalised in statues.


Hers is a wit standing unmatched

With words to coil into sublimity and knives

Hers is a strength never wavering,

With scintillating and unseeing strength.





Hers is an incomprehensible sheen of love,

To be envied and wanted

Hers is who raised me, with love and wit to offer

Who I wish to be and remain.


By Naisha Srivastava




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