My Words may fail
To do justice to thy beauty,
Yet i mus eulogize and hail
The epitome of charm and serenity.
Thy beautiful dark eyes,
That cast a spell of charm
Beseak you look so nice
That my amorous heart becomes infirm.
I once mistook it as a face of Devi,
Done only by the dexterity of an artist.
Your enticing red lips would make my heart heavy
If they leave that of mine unkissed.
This round-faced beautiful maiden,
who would not like to love!
Beholding her dispels all pain,
And joy falls like petals from above.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Omjoy. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks