Deep Dimple Poem by Namita Rani Panda

When a smile spreads on her rosy lips
endless elixir my heart excitedly seeps,
like vapour my gloom evaporates
and in my heart hope joyously germinates,
happiness hops flapping its wings
my mind sings songs so enchanting
with the glance of an enticing whirlpool
that creates in my heart thousand ripples
that shines behind her thick silky hair
as if the Sun peeps through the cloud in morning hour
I'll not mind to be immersed in this whirlpool
which is not in any river but my beloved's dimple.