You wonder whose that voice might be
Deep and sensuous, silky
Like melting gold glittering under sunshine
Or like the petals of rose floating over the waters of Nile
Who she might be, so exquisite?

She is rare, she is unique
She is a queen
Once and forever
She would remain royalty.

From mud of obstacles
From the web of lies
She snatched away her worth
Rising up high
To touch the moon
To be with her sky
To be a symbol of power
With all her imperfections
With humility
And perseverance.

There's rhythm in her laughter
Twinkle in her eyes
Something different in her looks
Making you feel she is alien
To this world so mundane.

She turns sixteen
Entering the year of magic
She is a shodashi, a woman of eternal youth
And life bubbling within.

Years pass
People come and go
What remains are(her) tales and memories
You wonder, who she might have been?

As you stare at her gorgeous form of the present
A smile breaks on your lips.

Happy Birthday to you, my queen!

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Yes yes yes! This is our Krishna_kaanta 's 🎂 bday! Go wish her if you haven't already

And believe me, she is beautiful and graceful, in and out. And her voice is... Well, she is basically a QUEEN
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