Romance, Envy And Agony - Poem by Pulakkumar Ditti
The inculpable, lotus-eyed dainty damsel,
An invaluable creation for agog aesthete.
Stripped from the flowery region of the universe,
And placed in the mel-harmonic gamut,
Dazzles the connoisseurs with mysterious rhythm.
I envy the morning sun that wraps her body,
Gentle breeze that brushes her face,
Crazy wind that plays her hair,
Spongy grass where she rolls over,
Ripples of the lake that rock her lips
And the water that explores all over.
But when I see flaunt and flattery elude her faith,
Din and dust tarnish her charm,
Fraud and fury infect her courage
And bluff and bluster come on her way
My heart shrinks in agony.
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