It is a pity I can't catch you
Changing your dress;
And while you are bathing,
Your body in a mesh;
It is a pity I can't find you
Wearing a short dress;
Fresh flowers tied in a bunch
Into your long tress;
It is a pity I can't see you
Wearing a bridal dress;
With a smile of love you must
Be looking happy and fresh;
It is a pity.
@ Anil Kumar Panda
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem