If my life vein is not in danger
Then spring is yet to appear
Thy gestures getting brighter
Not safe the faith all over
The flowers bloom from her eyes
Its not garden but her abode in disguise
unaccomplished image it is before sight
Sun shines but not cheeks bright
Getting mysterious hints from somewhere
So not in my control my own collar
Rise the waves of thy beauty
Its not ocean that is storm free
You failed to reach ultimate grace-a different story
But never think runs away the beauty from thee
That simplicity is pestilent much and more
The face not embellished has beauty pure
The smile of the flowers manifests invariably
That love beauties cherish but never barely
O! lover peep into the realm of her within
All rigs of doomsday you will find there spin
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the smile of the flowers, love smiles..