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So, This poem is actually dedicated to my sweet Madhubala...I found this beautiful poem in Google..!! Eyes, windows to the soul (poem)
There is a beautiful girl, who is really a
woman
Her skin is like porcelain, her hair
shines like copper
But nothing compares to her eyes.!
This beautiful girl has seen too much
life
too much for someone so young
Yet nowhere and never does
bitterness show
A sparkle just comes from her eyes.
And nothing compares to those eyes.
Her heart keeps
on giving
love
and love also shines from those beautiful
eyes.
Are the green , are they brown? I often
can't tell,
Just like the ocean that shimmers and
shines
but always a wonderful sight.
So this beautiful girl who ,, when
things are tough
is a rock -- not one who takes flight.
She looks like a dream of feminine
beauty
yet inside is solid and wise.
My girl with the beautiful eyes. Do like & also comment and tell how is it :P :P
There is a beautiful girl, who is really a
woman
Her skin is like porcelain, her hair
shines like copper
But nothing compares to her eyes.!
This beautiful girl has seen too much
life
too much for someone so young
Yet nowhere and never does
bitterness show
A sparkle just comes from her eyes.
And nothing compares to those eyes.
Her heart keeps
on giving
love
and love also shines from those beautiful
eyes.
Are the green , are they brown? I often
can't tell,
Just like the ocean that shimmers and
shines
but always a wonderful sight.
So this beautiful girl who ,, when
things are tough
is a rock -- not one who takes flight.
She looks like a dream of feminine
beauty
yet inside is solid and wise.
My girl with the beautiful eyes. Do like & also comment and tell how is it :P :P
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