Treasure Island

Shashikant Nishant Sharma

(03 September,1988 / Sonepur, Saran, Bihar, India)

O Beautiful Lady


O beautiful eyed lady
With these beautiful eyes
For whom you are waiting
And at the way looking
Looking for your lover
The man will be fortunate
You are part of whose fate
You are so comely and so cute
You have grace
So charming face
God has molded you in the best way
On seeing you anybody will say
O beautiful lady
For who are you ready
Ready to accompany

Shashikant Nishant Sharma 'साहिल'
==========©SNS==18 August 2004=Patna==========

{This poem was written on seeing a beautiful lady at bus stop when I came to study at Patna.}

Submitted: Wednesday, May 30, 2012
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