simran arora - Smile

Fortunately people say,
that i am nice,
they too adore,
that i have a way with my life...

They honour me as if,
i am intrusting,
and honour of spice...

Fortunately, people say,
that i am nice,
with a most beautiful complement
to my million doler's smile,

a smile that fishes many out on the streets,
a smile that makes me feel loud,
a smile that fregmens my deeds,
a smile that rules as lead,
a smile that dress me up,
a smile that pampers me
in a specl stuf,
a smile that motivates me and my life,
a smile that makes me feel and think bright,

fortunately people say,
that i am nice,
with a charm of thoughts touching the heights....

simran arora

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