HER HAIRS


Silken strands that shimmer and shine,

A crown of beauty, divine,

Flowing free or styled with care,

Her hair is a wonder beyond compare.

 

A cascade of colors, a tapestry of hues,

Golden locks and rich browns, blues and purples too,

Each strand a thread in a masterpiece,

Woven with grace and effortless ease.

 

Soft as silk, yet strong as steel,

It frames her face with a gentle appeal,

Whispering secrets in the breeze,

A song of freedom, a melody to please.

 

Oh, how her hair enchants and enthralls,

A wonder to behold, a marvel that enthralls,

A treasure beyond measure, a work of art,

Her hair is a masterpiece, a beauty set apart.

 

Imran Nazeer

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