My Wonderful Cheetah! Poem by Rajendran Muthiah

With what magic arts God designed
the face of my wonderful Cheetah
who lifts me up with her smiles
or shrinks her neck and look down to avoid
my wrinkled, pathetic face.
O my Cheetah, speak to this being humble
Or else the castle of love in me will break,
and crack with a bang and crumble.
Till my mind thinks and heart feels
I'll wait to see thy scintillating smiles.
If you turn your face and refuse these flowers
My ravind soul will retreat to a dark cell
and won't see thy bop-cut hair or pony-tail
but within my sad bosom, it'll wail.