A Doll, with red cheeks,
Blonde hair that tweaks,
Colourful frocks she wear,
With sparkles every where,
Innocence which catches hold,
Smile that cannot be sold,
But eyes are more than it seem,
Iris have something else to gleam,
Her corrupt designs never got grounded,
Causing many groups disbanded,
Nobody bother about it,
So they fall under her armpit,
A boy gets in fallout,
He is saved by a scout,
But there are many fool,
So she continues to rule..!!
Hobby writer. Published in various anthologies. Performer at open mics. Likes to read and write quotes, shayari, poems, articles, stories, write ups etc.
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