She shines like the sun,

Holding the rainbow inside her head.

She twinkles like a star,

Holding the rope of dream in the bed.

For hot blood she is fire of luck,

But pre judgement of her -

always gives you unpredictable shock.

Having power of graceful moon,

Yes! She twinkles like a star.

Holding the love of eternity,

She seems near; but yet far.

Holding the rope of blissful imagination,

She is proclamation of judgemental emancipation.

By Rajendra Ojha 

From Nepal

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