A well-known fact, That everyone says, White is the color, Of purity and innocence, I Still remember, The first glimpse of charm and grace, Of an appealing and fascinating, Pure heart like face, Innocent as a newly born, Alluring to embrace …. White color, often seems blank, A virgin slate to write and thank, The God ! Who sent the angel, Of Diva rank ! I still remember that virgin girl, Whose aura was fresh, Like trees on river bank, Symbolizing a beginning, As fresh start of swank … White is also, The color of space, The core of sun, Whose appearance is still in trace, So is her case, White Color and The Virgin ! Its Purity and Innocence ! No one can chase, No one can replace… When she was to leave that space, The colors of heaven, lost its grace, That made the rainbow sky, White and pale place, Right from those days, To explore and to chase, A boy trying hard by all means and ways, To justify her persona by poetry, Penning from the childhood da