Earings
One is of no use, so they come in pair
They play in the air
Fair and square
"Haq se" , they get tangled with my hair
Unconditional love is how we show we care
They make me look beautiful, lovely and cool
They are also a part of me, not just a tool
Tough are the piercings, not my earings
Suits all my attire
With them I look like a fire
They force me to put my hair back of the ears to get the spotlight
They blush when given the limelight
They are fragile, so I have to handle them with care
But they make me look beautiful, so I guess it's fair
©Deepti Balaji
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