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Flawless

Dec 2, 2024
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By Deepti Belliappa Ganapathy


The landscape looked green and lush,

It was the beauty of this canvas after a rain with a charming blush. 

There were bright attractive flowers blossoming here,

The flawless garden blended the weeds with its extravagant cheer. 


The eye captures the shades of green,

So much beauty than one has ever seen. 

I see the whole that makes the story for me,

It’s flawless to my heart till eternity. 


In a little cottage by the stream I see,

To see a family gathered for a meal with glee

It was not a fancy fare for sure,

But a flawless celebration of a memorable occasion with cheer! 


Poised with grace but smeared with mud on her face,

The beaming smile radiated through the chaos of the space. 

The warmth she showered to welcome the strangers with care,

It was a flawless beauty often lost in the appearances fare. 


She was impecunious, but had a character that was magnanimous for sure,

Suppressing those struggles and pains behind a selfless cheer! 

She laced the room with her little gestures and devotion,

Her flawless work was magic in motion.


Chasing the aurora borealis at night or talking to the moon,

Experiencing the magic of sunrise or escaping into the sunset soon. 

Sparkling with the magical clear lakes and seas with worthy colours at play,

Gazing into the nature’s canvas for its flawless display!


By Deepti Belliappa Ganapathy

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