The Artless Suitor
By Arushi Manchanda
To her smile, does he bloom,
It was for the arch, to heave the gloom.
Relentless are his efforts, to have her comforted..,
Castles are where, she feels deserted.
Even for her, never does he take the quell,
Facile for him, never does he compel.
Ravaging persistently, overlooking her chattels,
Insulating the might possessions, are all, for she battles..!
By Arushi Manchanda

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