O’
Prettiest
Come close and
Lend me your lofty ear
I have something so adoring
To tell you O' my
Dear
May
Your moments
Dance in divine hue
And may your nights
Become filled with
Gripping magic so
New
In
Aura of
Your magnificence
So charming and so pure
May every soul drown
And forever
Brew
Sight
Of your majesty
And struck with deep joy
The stars gather in a
Queue
O'
Prettiest
You are a queen of
Glory and the moments
Of life are merely
Droplets of
Dew
✒ ℐamil Hussain