EIGTH WONDER
Eigth wonderThe surface of her eyes are wet and
the eyeballs move tocreate wonders
The nose below her eyes is sharp and
it resembles the ancient artistic sculptures
The rosy lips which is very apt to her face
recollects the lines of poetry Lotus
Her neck,
an extraordinary creation of my Creator
Enough.
She is a eighth wonder of this world
SAKTHEE RAVICHADNRAN
Poetry by SAKTHEERAVICHANDRAN
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Written on 2007-09-28 at 07:02
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