I.
Oh, dulcinea! lovest thou me,
As thou art the Princess-
In the vale of distress.
Desolate are thy sky
And thy palace sans me.
II.
May that velvet- ermine kiss,
My red throne in a sheer bliss!
O, be mine and my desire
And feel my love as fire!
Rule my heart's empire.
III.
Let me crown thee with a laurel
And deck thy neck with coral.
Let me embrace in thy lotus eyes
Let thy soul sail in my Seven Seas,
In my heart's shoreless seas!
wow! i am not at all talented to write comment on this great work! but loved its structure and style! beautiful lines! ! ! ! ! ! ! loved it! ! !
You have a big heart my friend. Seems like there's no mountain high enough, no river wide enough to keep you away from your love. Poetry is the bridge... A beautiful poem!
This one, Vipins, I truly consider to be a great piece of art. I think you strike an ace with this wonderful poetic expression of love. I fully agree with the superlatives used by the other commenters on this poem. Fantastic work, Vipins, keep writing. Hans
Friend I love the intelligence and dramatic technique you have marvelously displayed. I could see the blossom of another Romantic poet here. beautiful write. i must give 10+++ Rekhamandagere
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I quite enjoy the almost Victorian like use of language. The regal tone and picture it portrays is quite interesting. Good poem.