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Beautiful
A Muse Amused
She smiles and shines
Like the club Havana,
Awe, her looks and photogenic attitude!
You’d never say ‘Na Na’;
She rules your mind
And walks in it like Cleopatra
The music fades away in a poised moment
When she fizzes your name in her strata
You may be beguiled to follow her
And can lead discover the nuances of ‘Dhoom-Tana’*
Then after the successful chase of your dream,
You ask yourself, “Was she the reason, yeah-huh?”
She, whom you called your muse,
Answers while swiftly hugging you with extra drama,
“You and I both followed our own path,
But you never cared to join mine, but still, love yaa!”
