From the beauty of Rose,
Which always entice sweet Lovers,
I always try to explore,
Your soul which dwell
Everytime inside my heart.
Of that sweetness that
Beauty of Rose,
Often failed to give
To adorable Lovers,
Is just intaken by me,
By your presence with smiling visage,
And, When you sprawl with
Your head on ma' Lap,
It felt that I am lost in,
Joy of Paradise.
And, when you squabble with me,
Your angry visage looks very awesome,
And after this,
Your amusement on the same,
Relax me same as when fire,
Is being extinguishes by diluge.
In this world of wonders,
I can predict the cost of
Symbol of Love- Taj,
Symbol of Passion- Vinchi's arts, and
Even of Sun and Moon, but
O My Dear!
When It comes your turn,
My leapsing Lips can only utter-
'You are Precious,
Even more than my Life.'
A wonderful, precious love poem to be treasured.Kudos.
A very nice piece of work. Thanks for sharing it with us. E.K.L.
Brilliant.... No words to praise... Simply superb... I too read one poem on sachin paji, so enjoyable... Longlive....
very nice really someone come in our life and become precious than it.
great imagery, emotions and love wonderful thought beautiful execution :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful expressions..... Beautiful write.......