When the shy beloved dig her whole body,
and brought dough of the clay she had,
added essence of beauty in it,
extracted,
from her long and silky hairs,
from her dark brown eyes,
from her apples like rosy cheeks,
took waves from the valley of breasts,
propagating all round the body,
created by throwing a stone
in the pool of body
by two naughty hearts,
sitting very close on a bank,
nature took no time,
to put the dough of clay,
in a mold to become a doll.
The beloved didn't waste the remaining clay,
gathered and pasted it on her lips,
the living and vibrating clay,
became a smile of Mona Lisa.
With a shy smile she said,
"I am now carrying your child."
The crazy lover then jumped on her feet,
"Great! It's love within love."
Lovely poem with an apt narrative praising the beauty of a woman and her heart full of love longing to unite wit her lover to conceive another life to be 'Love Within Love'. Thanks a lot.
Story of life in poet's lovely style..............................................................
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Long and silky hair gives wave breath. Crazy lover then jumps her feet and sees love in interesting chapter. Amazing poem this is.10