Bijay Kant Dubey

A Foreigner Beauty (In Search Of A Foreigner Love) - Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

A foreigner girl,
Golden-haired and glistening
In the sun
And the moonlight,
Herself no less than,
So much beautiful, so lovely
That averts it not the gaze
The more want I to, the more it glues to.

Speaking beautifully,
A language of her own,
Taking me to Europe and America
For a tour and travel
And on seeing her, feel I,
Oh, had I a foreigner blonde
As my beloved
I would have definitely plucked the stars
To put into the hair of hers,
Oh, had I a foreigner wife!

God, give me a foreigner wife
In my next birth,
God, forget You it not
From giving!

Topic(s) of this poem: art

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 20, 2014

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