I want to show her to the sun,
how much she shines.
I want to show her to the moon,
how much she glows.
I want to show her to the sky,
how wide her thoughts are.
I want to show her to the oceans,
how deep her love is that I fell.
I want to show her to the mornings,
how fresh her face is.
I want to show her to the nights,
how dark my world becomes without her.
I want to show her to the heavens,
how peaceful her heart is.
I want to show her to hell,
how much she makes me suffer.
I want to show her to the flowers,
show how beautiful she is.
I want to show her to the birds,
how sweet her voice is.
I want to show her to the world,
how she is the best among the humans.
I want to show her to the god,
how angels should be created
By
Sanji-Paul Arvind
**Do not judge my life based on my poems; My Poems and my life are 2 different things.

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