The flowers may wither beside her presence.
Tell her not to go to a beauty contest,
For the judges would announce her as a winner.
Tell her not to look at the stars,
The shine in her eyes may outshine them.
Tell her not to look at the moon,
Its glow may seem dull near her face.
Tell her not to visit an art exhibition,
The paintings may feel alive seeing her.
Tell her not to attend ice shows,
The ice may melt in her gentle grace.
Tell her not to go to concerts,
Singers may go silent after hearing her voice.
Tell her not to go to light shows,
She may shine brighter than the lights.
Tell her not to go to festivals,
People may forget why they came.
Tell her not to go to celebrations,
People may think she is the reason.
Tell her not to stand near sculptures,
They may feel small next to her beauty.
Tell her not to go to temples and churches,
People will think of her as an angel.
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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