A black rose she was
Beautiful yet mysterious
With the most amazing scent
Only the chosen one could smell
The rarest of the flower
No amount of wealth was enough
But It was darkest thing in all universe
Even the noon sun couldn't lit her up
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Updating "Secret Poet" after 1.5 years
And Yes I am backing out from the claim that my poem "Kahani Nadaan Dino ki" would be the last poem of this book.
No matter the circumstances
Secret Poet is, was, and always will be an integral part of my personality
I won't finish it soo early
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