The Beauty Unbound Poem by Rajpal Singh

Her two luminous eyes
Are shining high,
As the brightest stars
Glimmer afar.

Her rosy lips
Quiver as if
Something she has
On her tongue's tip.

Her dark black hairs
Like rainy clouds
Hang over her breasts
Bulgy and round.

Her mountain like breasts
Shrink in and swell out,
When she too deeply
Breathes in and breathes out.

The waves of current
Run fast
When at her
Glance is being cast.

When she moves
In a swan-like walk
Her high bulgy hips
Do rise and fall.

Her youth is like
Summer's scorch,
Which drenches in sweat
Him, who dares touch.

Ah! What a killer's gait
That she has,
With which she hunts
The youthful hearts.