The Girl Is Like A White Rose Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

The girl is like a white rose,
Redolent and sweetly perfumed
And fragrancing it all
With her passing
And exposure,
Her appearance and personality.

I do not want to see her
But it gets viewed,
I do not want to view her
But I cannot avert the gaze of mine,
Fairly tall for her age and slim,
Attractive and charming enough
She keeps looking with her magnetic eyes.

You say it to me,
How to say, I love you to her,
A girl so fairly tall for her age
And so slim
And white?
You suggest me, advise me,
Counsel me
As my mind is not working.